- Vol. 02
- Chapter 06
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Digested.
Thoroughly digested.
Chin wiped clean. Napkin folded and laid gentle down as if for someone else to use or maybe oneself even, later, again. Yes, maybe.
Resting on lap like a prayer of thanks. Gratitude. Stillness, for a moment.
And yet thoroughly digested.
Done with it. All of it.
One leans on the counter slowly placing feet on ground.
The bar stool was just a bit too high for comfort after all.
Digested.
Losing balance was a possibility. We knew this.
Both on getting on and off, but also while there.
We managed. And then I managed.
Saying thank you I leave gently closing the door the sound of rusted wind chimes.
Thoroughly digested.