The Green Bowl

I hate to bring you sad news, but there was an accident last night. I’ve been enjoying snacks in bed while reading and lately, I have been eating mixed nuts from the fruterie on the corner. I like to use the beautiful green bowl you have, the one delicately glazed and scaled perfectly to the cup of my hand. During these moments, I feel quite at home at your place and I don’t mind the winter nights.

The accident happened after I finished my little snack. I was walking down the hallway on my way to the kitchen to wash the bowl.The only light, eminating from the bedroom. By now, I’ve become familiar with the quirks of your apartment and before this night, I was confident moving between rooms in the dark. But the sleeve of my robe got caught on the bathroom doorknob. My arm yanked back and the bowl flew out of my grasp.

The shattering made a frightful noise and broke the quiet spell of the evening. I may never find a way back to the level of comfortability at I enjoyed at your place after this.