He was out in January and was not happy about it. It wasn't the weather that made him unhappy. The calendar said "January" but the weather indicated late spring. The rest of the country had snow and ice. Here, there were birds. Thousands of birds. Singing and chirping so loudly he couldn't hear himself think. He saw her while walking towards his car. The world, and the birds that filled it, went quiet. The silence enveloped him, and he rushed to introduce himself to her. "I'll go with you." he said in April. "I work from home. Home can be anywhere." She revealed that she was leaving at the end of the month. "You can't, but I'll be back in January." she said. She left and took the birds with her. He waited with an empty heart in a quiet world. When January returned, so did she. The music of the birds filled his heart. The few months they were together were a dream for him. He was happy to be out as long as he was w...
Welcome to my Universe, I hope you'll stick around and watch me build it up!