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Hello, nice to meet you!! I don't know how did you end up reading this silly blog, but anyway, thanks for starting reading this thing!!! This blog will be my aid to keep my sanity from the whole mess in my own brain. There will be at least 2 series that I will keep on posting. The first one is "Brain Damage Control" or BDC. In this series, I will write about anything I learned in the day. It might be super random, but I will keep it easy to read, easy to understand. It's a practice for me too =) The other one is "The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop". This will be a micro-novel series. Please enjoy the might-be-not-a-very-new-concept-but-I-like-it-this-way-anyway experience while reading it. I hope I could keep writing it in an interesting way. Of course, any suggestions and requests are highly welcomed!! So!!! Enjoy!!

Wednesday, 16 October 2013

The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop #38

"Should there be any reason for us to miss you, cheeky boy?" The young lady rubbed his head lightly and went to the kitchen.

"Why shouldn't be any reason for it?" The young boy eyes reverted to the old lady, deep and intense.

"Whether there really is any reason or not, is it important for you?" The old lady returned the gaze as deep as the one she got.

"Well, it's not really. It is simply out of my curiosity. I don't see any harm from it." The young boy raised his two shoulders with light expression.

"Don't you ever miss somebody, or want to do something simply because it's been a while?" The young lady came back from the kitchen, bringing 2 pieces of pancake with simple cinnamon sugar on top of it. 

The young boy naturally accepted the plate and started digging the just-ready-from-the-pan pancakes in front of him. While chewing his pancake, his eyes were day-dreaming through the jars across the bar.

"I think I have, sometimes. Like when I was in the harbour, I really missed my mother's tomato soup, or our fresh milk, or the smell of freshly made butter. I got tired with the smell of fishes, so I really missed my home."

The old lady smiled and rubbed her hand on the young boy's head softly. "And why was that?"

"It was because...." The young boy let his words hanging on the empty air.

The day suddenly got warmer as the autumn weather changed frequently through the days.

"I think there is indeed no need for real reason, huh?" The young boy continued his lovely breakfast.

And their days started as usual.


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