Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Mystery Dream

An old man in a darkened house in another country.

Snow. Deep. White. Sparkling in the generous sunlight.

And hot cocoa.

He is talking to a neighbor, only a light jacket to protect against the cold.

A young girl arrives.

She is upset, depressed for some reason unknown to me.

I make hot cocoa for her.

She feels better but does not smile.

And I wonder why I am there, a guest in this man's house, making cocoa for this girl.

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