Life, Once Again!

The bridge that came out of the duvet was dry. I twitched my legs, stretched the folded duvet, and bent over. I woke up after 10 minutes of compromise and struggle with sleep. Getting out of the duvet in the middle of the winter wasn't usually hard.

You hold the doggy in your arms as if you were waiting. The dog's weight and temperature were transmitted as is. I came out of the living room yawning. The sun was feeding the living room. I put my butt on the edge of the sunny couch. It's warm enough. You don't have to turn on the boiler. I sat idle for a while and turned on the TV. The weekend talent show was reruns. I suddenly noticed the corner of the living room where the sun was not shining while watching the TV without thinking. The light seeps in and that corner, not so dark, strangely bothers me. I pushed the curtain to the end. The bright yellow light widened the area, but it was still hazy gray. There was a peculiar urge to bring it to the lamp.

- Because of the game, the losing team can't eat a hundred pands of the previous week. Split the team.

People on TV were fighting over food. Then I realized it was time for lunch. I slipped into the kitchen. I ate in the refrigerator yesterday and took out the leftover rice. Japs and eggs, salt and pepper. I put the eggs in the bowl, put the liver together, and whistled. Dogs approach, reacting to the sound.

“I'll feed you in a minute. ”

You place the released egg next to the countertop and open the cabinet. I thought I'd have to feed the dogs and fire first. If you let it go, I'll keep staring at you with a bad sound. I poured enough food into the bowl and placed it next to the room door. That was the dog's table. He stared at the dogs without saying anything and said, pointing to the bowl and eating. "The two dogs, who were waiting with their boats on the ground, put their eyes to the bowl. She claps her dog's butt once and then returns to the cook. I covered the fried pan with oil and added kimbop soaked in eggs. The sound of being happy just by hearing it came from the fan. I put the cooked kimbap on the plate, both back and forth. If you follow this recipe, the leftover kimbap is also as delicious as the instant kimbap.

She looked at the watch with her chopsticks in her mouth. It was past 1: 00 p.m. It's about time. I sent a text message to my mobile phone. When are you coming back?

I put one kimbap in my mouth and chewed the well. Just then, I remembered Kim Jang-kimchi, whom my mother-in-law sent. Kim Bob, who is buried with sour kimchi and eggs, will boast of a fantastic match. I gave up on the glass cutting board and pressed down hard with my sword. Kimchi was torn in half with a crunchy sound. It was a delicious kimchi just hearing the sound. I cut well and put the leftover stuffing and leaves in a bowl. I washed my hands and checked the time again. It's past time, no texts, no arrivals. I wiped off the water and dialed. It was followed by a faint tone, not coloring. She puts a cell phone between her shoulders and the ball and holds a tray in both hands. I placed a tray on the living room table and grabbed the phone with my hand. Until then, the other person didn't answer the phone.

“Your father must be very busy. ”

She sat on the couch. It was strange. He wasn't a person who broke his promise or was late without contact. He would have called right away if he had any reason. Do I have something urgent that I can't call? I saw kimbap on the plate. I cooked the food that was once cold. If it is cold again, it will not taste good. I wanted to eat together when it was warm.

I lay sideways on the couch and watched Kim Bop steaming up. It was certainly a waste of heart to worry about a grown man's late contact. She knew. In a few moments, he will open the door and tell you that he is going to be late because he is coming in or calling. You tuck your hand between your thighs and curl up. It's a little cold. Should I turn on the boiler? I got up and walked towards the thermostat. The dark space beneath the eyes reappears. It was the shade created by the TV shelf. Why does that place keep getting trampled on? It was a question. It was always gray like that.

I sat down and looked into the gray space. When I closed my eyes once and opened them, there was a little rabbit. It was the rabbit. She was pleased to speak with you. Hi, there. However, the moment I met the rabbit's eyes, I couldn't stop talking. I forgot what I was going to say. The rabbit looks at you with those red eyes. She notices that the rabbit's gaze touches the porch. At the same time, the bell rings. After looking back, the rabbit disappears when he sets his head back. I think he had something to say.

“Yes.”

I walked to the front door answering. I wonder if the flowers you ordered came. The word "delivery" opened the door. The man pushes out an elongated box of paper.

“Thank you.”

She takes the box and closes the door. You cut the tape with a cutting knife and opened the box. You see a pile of coins piled up on white paper. She smiles and pulls out a flower flower. The shape was pretty. I was looking around for any damage, and suddenly I thought, Why did I order the flowers?

Bang, a heartwarming sound comes from outside the front door. Surprised, the flower in your hand falls to the floor. She calms her chest and approaches the porch. You loosen the door lock and carefully opened the door. I wonder what happened to make that noise.

I pushed my head out the front door. What caught her eye was a crosswalk with a white line crossed over. Is he dreaming? I need to see the front door of the house across the street, and all of a sudden, there's a sidewalk. When I came to my senses, the front door that I was holding disappeared as well. I look around my head. There was only one crosswalk in the world that was painted black. It was a bad dream. You better wake up soon.

That's when I felt the warmth in my right hand. He stands with his head held high. With a smile telling me not to worry about anything. The tension disappeared in an instant. Even the sickening nightmares could be accepted with this man.

He takes his first step toward the crosswalk. She also tried to walk in line. But my feet don't fall off. The unexplained nervousness and ominousness overwhelmed my whole body. She catches him trying to move on. Let's stop for a second and then go. No, let's just go somewhere else.

He said.

“This didn't happen because of you. ”

The memory twitches. A new scream creaks out of your lips. She grabs his hand with both hands and sits on the floor. No, stop, please, don't go. The child cried and begged. But he didn't stop. The train at its highest speed advances, as if it were moving forward by braking. A fierce inertia draws him in. Where the hell did it start? What's wrong with that? Why is this happening?

He crashed into the car and flew away. She looks at him as he falls powerlessly. The feeling of helplessness that took away all motivation struck me. I slammed down as I loosened my neck. The only thing that comes into view is a gray asphalt. It was a terrible gray.

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“Go inside and get some rest. You have a very bad face. ”

I raised my head in shock. Autumn couldn't say a word to his mother as she patted her shoulders.

“No, it's not.”

When did he fall asleep? Autumn settles back down, trying to get up with a black skirt. My eyes turned white.

“It's because I'm nervous. ”

Autumn gripped his teeth. Who are you comforted now? The saddest person in front of my eyes. My lips didn't fall from my sinful heart. The sea next to me came and gave me a lift to see if I was okay. Autumn rises against the sea. At that moment, a photograph appeared on the retina. Seeing his face with a gentle smile, his knees come and tremble. There were more and more crates in front of him. How many more are there?

“Take a break, Sis. You've been up all night for two days straight. It's going to be a big deal. ”

I thought it was a complaint. Along the sea, I entered a resting room set up next to the funeral home. It was a crumbly place with two chairs on the white wall. Allows the sea to pull down a chair.

“Have you eaten? You didn't eat?”

“I don't know. I don't know if I ate or not. ”

I thought there would be no more tears, but it poured down again. The sea gave me a hug. The jaw of the sea rests steadily on its shoulders. Autumn hugged the sea and cried out. Tears with the same amplitude of sadness poured out endlessly.

“Wait a minute, Sis. I'll get you something. ”

“It's okay.”

“Come on, eat something. I don't like the look on your face. You don't want her to get sick. ”

The sea has left. It felt like time had stopped at the crosswalk that day. I couldn't tell how many days had passed and how much I was awake. It would have been better if everything had stopped just like cutting the movie. But time would have flowed regardless of individual grief. Autumn hated that. He was stationary. I didn't want to move forward alone. I wanted to be with him. Wherever it is.

“Sis, here. ”

The sea brought me fruit, water and a cell phone. A blue light flashed on the top of the phone. It was an absent sign.

“Eat and close your eyes. ”

The sea has left the break room. In the fall, I looked at the fruit and moved my eyes to my cell phone. I moved my finger mechanically into the internet news window. I saw the news at the top. Drink-driving by popular actress K. The gum carrying the molar was crushed. Psychotropics, supervillains, and your usual behavior. The dazzling words flashed past my eyes. My heart burned. Autumn put her hands on her chest and grabbed her. Rage burns the stomach wall. The unbearable anger awakened my senses that had become dull. This wasn't the time. I had to find that son of a bitch.

“What are you going to do when you get there? ”

You raise your head. A woman in a white suit looks down at you.

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The Hamptons are riding their chatwheels at incredible speeds.

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