The Open Window

Yesterday, I was so sick that I even couldn’t get out of my bed, I remember that the weather was so cold, I also remember that every time I woke up; I see this window that is slightly opened; and every time, I just want to go and close it, I really want that because the weather was so cold, and I felt that it (in some way) is responsible about me feeling that. In the end I just think (imagine) that I got off my bed and closed that stupid window. And when I wake up again, I see that the stupid window is still open; the first thing I think about is didn’t I close that window.

In the end when I physically closed that window, I realized at that moment that the only thing I badly wanted all day is to close that window, and I also realized that if someone wanted something so much, he would imagine that his wish came true, but it’s only a matter of time until he wakes up.

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