before Snow came

So that was 1 pm, I was sitting in that small restaurant and thinking – is it too early for my glass of wine?
Strange week that was. I felt tired. Blue. And I wanted to write. Like I used to do. I opened laptop and without hesitating ordered my wine.
Like whole week I did.
Missing may be something. – like capoeira lessons…
They came to me there. Were sitting in front. I was crying and laughing. When ur life is just correcting – u may do whatever u want.
We will go and get drunk in House of Composers, I said.
Early that was – 5 pm?
I finished my story there. Couple of years I didn’t finish any of that novels. And today I did.
Get drunk with fizz in House of Composers.
Old black-and-white films and destiny are the best conversation topics.
Then u will drink coffee in office which used to be ur den, as he told. And then sing sing and sing in the Red Square in the night under last rain.
Last rain before Snow came.
Dark wooden table, hands holding and glihtwein. Let us go home. In the morning u’ve got ur plane. U had to leave day ago. Why it was cancelled? have a good flight, I ll give u a hug when u leave and we will keep on sleeping with that confusing dreams till the middle of the day. Snow covers u like a blanket. U will sleep anyway. I came home and in the night had my last for these 2 days glass of wine.