Reflections

It was only today that this thought came to me.Even though it was just an ordinary day like any other day.I woke up in the morning feeling lazy about starting the cycle again. I sat at the edge of my bed, looking through the window of my tiny room, a black bird chilling on the rooftop facing my building...I wondered if it felt the same way? I struggled my way to the bathroom thinking what a difficult task this is, then to the kitchen preparing a small breakfast accompanied by a black coffee.The aroma started moving my senses altering my attitude towards this ordinary day, thinking how could an aroma of a black coffee stir all these emotions, memories, as if I could see for seconds my whole past life.I could see my grandmother sitting on her rocking chair reading an old newspaper, my neighbor taking his dog for a walk in the morning. I could hear the morning breeze caressing the leaves of that old tree that stood in our small village for years, the laugh of a good old friend in that cof...