That Bench

Two weeks back from China and I haven't heard from Dordrich yet.

A week ago at Danner's reception, we last saw each other but didn't speak. Danner's argus eyes wouldn't allow me to go and greet Dordrich. Because if I had only tried that, the whole event would have ended in a drama and that’s exactly what I wanted to avoid.

I spent the whole week in my own house.

Straight home from work. Every morning a walk through the artificial forest behind my house, in the evening flirting with Danner on the phone for an hour. By arrangement, I will go to his penthouse tomorrow after work and from there to work the next morning.

I am taking another short walk today before I leave for work.

With a dry branch in hand, I follow the path to the Hill where there is a bench to rest for a while before starting the descent again. It is a walk of about half an hour. There is a tap there where I can wash my face and have a drink of water. This way I d