I walked around Ogygia to the shed on the other side of my island. When I reached it I thought about him. I remembered how he let me do real work, and unlike many before him, he didns door and the smell of burnt metal and open flame hit me. I hurried in and shut the door quickly. I looked around and thought only of him. I thought about his curly brown hair and the smell of open flame that still lingered in this shed. I remembered how we worked in here from dawn until dusk, but not once had I missed seeing the sun, he had been enough for me. I looked around the shed, caught up in my own thoughts, and smiled.