Thinking back to a time when I would be able to look out of the window with nothing but excitement and a deep longing to once again be next to you, however the window does not share my enthusiasm almost as if it already knew.
The day was no different than any other day except for the fact the time I spent looking out the window was much longer that what I had been used to.
Seeing the reflections of the clouds passing by the window I would get lost...