The Stillroom

Summer still here and summer not.

I sometimes forget she is gone and is now recalled only through my memories.

In addition to our errands we went on together, we chatted almost every day.

Our conversations were almost always the same. “What are you doing?” “Are you cooking today?” “It’s hot/cold out today.” “Do you need anything from the store?” ” Do you want to go to Macys and walk around?”

Stuff like that.

It’s quite the passage to go through.

World keeps spinnin’.