Dreaming begins again
Christian awoke late he glanced out his widow. The sun shone brightly into his eyes, he groaned. What was that? A little bird fluttered on his windowsill twittering away. He smiled, Satine used to have a bird like that. Satine?! Oh no! He had completely forgotten! Lily, Satine's daughter was coming! Today! He ran like around like a whirlwind through the small apartment picking up old bottles of half finished absinthe and scrunched up pieces of paper. He hadn't noticed how neglected everything had been, there was junk everywhere. He came across an old photo wrapped in yellow paper, he slowly unwrapped it. It was.it was Satine. Oh! She was beautiful he remembered this photo, Harold Zidler had given it to him after she died for comfort. He had lost it one night and he had been miserable ever since. Now he rejoiced for finding it again!
What a beautiful day! He had never noticed the sky so blue. He decided it was time to go out into the world again. He would go to the market and find a frame for the photograph. Harold was coming with Lily later that day but there where plenty of things to do before then. He wiped the dust off his old mirror
AHHHhh! What two years could do to a person. It appeared that his apartment wasn't the only thing that needed a cleaning up. A good haircut and a shave was required.
His first stop was to the barber. The barber greeted him with a polite nod and asked what haircut he would like, Christian looked in the mirror and thought of what he used to look like, he remembered it looked quite good. It was better to be safe with what was familiar. He described it to the barber, the barber whose name was Bernard nodded, he understood. Bernard was a happy man and a talkative one; he loved finding out a little something about each and every one of his customers. He tried to start a conversation.
"So, it's been a while since you've had a haircut, no?" he asked
"Um yeah that's right, oh, what, it must be two years now" Christian answered
"Ai! What have you been doing that was so time consuming?"
"Well, mourning actually" Christian answered, not rudely but with realization of how much time had passed
"Oh " Bernard said, sorry he'd asked
"No, no that's fine," Christian said trying to reassure him that it was okay, but Bernard was shaken and decided to concentrate on cutting hair. They sat and without talking for the rest of the time, with only the snippety snippet sound of the scissors to break the silence.
Christian walked out of the barber shop feeling refreshed his face was cleared of it's raggedy beard and moustache and his head felt clean, he was on the way to being his old self again. He knew, though that he would never be quite the same because through the pain of the last two years he had gained a great deal of knowledge. He used to think the world was perfect now he knew there was a dark side. He used to think that love conquered all but know he knew that in most cases hate was more powerful. He used to think he was poor because he was penny-less now he looked back at himself and discovered he had been rich with friends and happiness, and most importantly love. His love to Satine would last forever and he would miss her for the rest of his time on earth but Lily Satine's daughter had seemed to get him back on the right track. Like a message from Satine not to despair any longer. Yes, Christian thought. Today is the day dreaming begins again.
Christian awoke late he glanced out his widow. The sun shone brightly into his eyes, he groaned. What was that? A little bird fluttered on his windowsill twittering away. He smiled, Satine used to have a bird like that. Satine?! Oh no! He had completely forgotten! Lily, Satine's daughter was coming! Today! He ran like around like a whirlwind through the small apartment picking up old bottles of half finished absinthe and scrunched up pieces of paper. He hadn't noticed how neglected everything had been, there was junk everywhere. He came across an old photo wrapped in yellow paper, he slowly unwrapped it. It was.it was Satine. Oh! She was beautiful he remembered this photo, Harold Zidler had given it to him after she died for comfort. He had lost it one night and he had been miserable ever since. Now he rejoiced for finding it again!
What a beautiful day! He had never noticed the sky so blue. He decided it was time to go out into the world again. He would go to the market and find a frame for the photograph. Harold was coming with Lily later that day but there where plenty of things to do before then. He wiped the dust off his old mirror
AHHHhh! What two years could do to a person. It appeared that his apartment wasn't the only thing that needed a cleaning up. A good haircut and a shave was required.
His first stop was to the barber. The barber greeted him with a polite nod and asked what haircut he would like, Christian looked in the mirror and thought of what he used to look like, he remembered it looked quite good. It was better to be safe with what was familiar. He described it to the barber, the barber whose name was Bernard nodded, he understood. Bernard was a happy man and a talkative one; he loved finding out a little something about each and every one of his customers. He tried to start a conversation.
"So, it's been a while since you've had a haircut, no?" he asked
"Um yeah that's right, oh, what, it must be two years now" Christian answered
"Ai! What have you been doing that was so time consuming?"
"Well, mourning actually" Christian answered, not rudely but with realization of how much time had passed
"Oh " Bernard said, sorry he'd asked
"No, no that's fine," Christian said trying to reassure him that it was okay, but Bernard was shaken and decided to concentrate on cutting hair. They sat and without talking for the rest of the time, with only the snippety snippet sound of the scissors to break the silence.
Christian walked out of the barber shop feeling refreshed his face was cleared of it's raggedy beard and moustache and his head felt clean, he was on the way to being his old self again. He knew, though that he would never be quite the same because through the pain of the last two years he had gained a great deal of knowledge. He used to think the world was perfect now he knew there was a dark side. He used to think that love conquered all but know he knew that in most cases hate was more powerful. He used to think he was poor because he was penny-less now he looked back at himself and discovered he had been rich with friends and happiness, and most importantly love. His love to Satine would last forever and he would miss her for the rest of his time on earth but Lily Satine's daughter had seemed to get him back on the right track. Like a message from Satine not to despair any longer. Yes, Christian thought. Today is the day dreaming begins again.
