Amanda
stepped out onto her balcony for the first time this year and breathed in the
spring morning air. She had closed the balcony in November and just never went
back out there until this morning. She’d been meaning to put her plants out and
set her little chair back up, but time had just gotten away from her. It was so
nice now to step out from the living room and feel the spring air wind its way
through her hair and across her face.
She took
another deep breath and it felt clean. It was literally fresh air. It was so
much better than the climate controlled air that forced its way through mutual
vents and air flow systems of her condo. It always seemed a little musty to
Amanda. She took another deep breath and leaned over the railing and looked out
over the bustling streets below.
It was
Amanda’s first day of vacation and she wanted to enjoy it. She’d been cooped up
in her little office at the museum for months it seemed. Preparing for the
antiquities of China and India to be
presented in the Museum was time consuming and the hours were often strange
thanks to the time zone differences. When she was finally at home during those
long few months she ate something and usually went right to bed. She vaguely
remembered having a boyfriend when the whole procurement process started at the
museum, but she didn’t recall what happened to him.
“His name
was… Andrew… something,” she asked the spring breeze.
The breeze
didn’t answer. It gently swirled through the balcony railing balusters and
around her ankles. She looked down half expecting feathers to be twirling
around her ankles. She realized she probably shouldn’t be wearing such a
revealing nightgown out on her balcony. She was on the sixth floor from the
street, but any wandering eye might be able to catch an up-skirt view. She might end up giving a little Marilyn
Monroe show if the wind blew a little harder.
She stepped
away from the railing and was about to step back into her condo but stopped
herself.
“No. I
haven’t been out here forever. I want to enjoy it,” she said slightly
defiantly.
She stepped
back toward the railing and looked back out over the city. She did hold her
nightgown closer to her body though. She looked back out over the city as the
morning sun kept climbing. She could see the green tree tops now blooming. She
realized it had been a very long time since she’d actually seen the color
green. She felt like she’d taken it for granted but now acknowledged how much
she had missed it. There was something comforting in the greenery that spouted
up across the urban landscape. The green broke up the hardscrabble grays and
browns that made winter so austere.
Amanda took
another long breath and felt something like peace inside. Her stomach was calm.
Her mind was clear. She thought about maybe walking down to the beach near-by
and reading by the water. She might get a nice cup of coffee and some brioche
at that little café down the street. Perhaps she could call Andrew Something
and see what he was doing. Or perhaps not.
She looked
back out over the streets and smiled.
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