My Life

I sit in the corner of the living room where I work, in my apartment on the first and second floor. To my left is a window looking out on a street with tall oak trees on both sides where on the other side of the street the houses looks just like mine. I will sometimes see my neighbors through the windows and we will greet on occasion if we run into each other on the street. For the rest, my existence is solitary.

 
In the mornings I open up the windows and start my computer after I come down from my bedroom. I will watch the news on-line while enjoying my first cup of coffee before starting work. And I will agree with myself, just how beautiful life is.