it was 7:40AM and he had just woken up

he stood there for a few seconds staring at the boots

a woman is in that room he thought

wondering how he did it

playing out scenarios in his mind

his thoughts drifted to his own experiences

to the last time and what that felt like

a better time when he felt more fine

he remembered the dream he dreamt last night

they had talked about bananas

‘best fruit in the world’ Pierre had mused

or so he remembered

he suddenly felt shame

the hall of faces keeps getting louder

he gets up trying to shake off his thoughts

he realizes he’s running late

the boots caught his eye again

as he headed towards the bathroom

they were a faded reddish brown

a bookmark to that moment in time