The first time I came to spend the night at the new
apartment did not start greatly, but eventually I managed to take my
computer and a backpack filled with pillow and blanket ready to spent the
first night at my new home. The weather was incredibly hot and I couldn’t
wait to be indoors. I walked from the bus stop, around the lawns and under
a walnut tree and around the recycling rubbish bins... and there it was
standing. Someone put it on the pavement next to the glass bin.
A white porcellain jug with blue flowers on it, nice,
shiny and completely undamaged. I decided to drop my things at home and
come straight back to pick it up. And so I did. It is mine now and
although it does not necessarily match the interior of my room, maybe one day
it will find its place at my parents' place or somewhere else, but any
place is better than a rubbish bin.
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