One Apple A Day #133
It continues from One Apple A Day #131
Her morning routine starts at half past six. Every day but Sunday since she has been living in that flat, the alarm has been set to 6:30. After that, the same sequence of actions every morning. The coffee, half an hour of yoga, the shower, 15 pages of a book on the couch and finally the preparation to leave for work. The fight of the night before messed up with her routine, so she found herself awake at dawn for the first time. And she discovered a new world. The rising amber light changed the shapes of the building around her and highlighted details she never spotted before. The usual noise of the city waking up for the day was missing. In that silence, she felt the had to move slowly to avoid any noise. It was like if she was an unexpected guest at a party, so she just wanted to blend in. Unnoticed.
One flat captured her attention. It was the only one with the light on. It was on the second floor of one of the ugly buildings on the other side of the small park in the middle of the suburb. She loved that park. It was one of the reasons she chose the flat where she was living. She grew up in the countryside so when she moved to town she opted for a place where she can view some nature, even if that meant a longer commuting to work.
It wasn’t only the light that captured her attention. There was someone on the balcony. Someone was exercising at five in the morning. Naked from the waist up, the man was doing a series of movements, almost like a dance. She discovered later that those movements were, in reality, a martial art, Thai-chi.
He couldn’t see her, hidden in her balcony a floor above his, but she kept observing him until six when he went in, and she started preparing to go to work.
That was the first time of her new routine. The morning after she woke up at five to sit on her balcony to secretly watch the unknown man.