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<h1 class='article-title'>Courtyard</h1>
<h2 class='article-author'> by felicie</h2>
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<p>­He is less wary of how much of his emotions and thoughts is outward.
The bird flying by startled him and his body actually shook. His ears were staring at the sound of a knife striking a cutting board. He is more surprised by his own reaction than by the bird. Birds fly by most of the time.
He used to put a lot of effort into being as reserved in his private space as he would be with other people. When he takes the time to inspect this habit, he wonders if it would seem unreasonable to someone else. Deep down, he is afraid that being suddenly extrovert by himself without the rest of the world knowing about it would make him dishonest.
And now, he begins to realize as he is facing himself all day long, and the days before, and the days to come, that he needs some kind of confrontation to replace basic social exchanges. He needs something or someone to go against him even only by pointing out that he is not doing so bad. Something like a conversation, that would bring the dialectic aspect life is missing.</p>
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<p>He doesnt like calling people as much as he would need to. The geographical loophole it creates makes him feel uneasy. He is working on ways to hide how awkward he is when hearing someone, who could just as well be on another planet for as far as he knows. It really is not that simple.
He draws parallel lines with infinite care on a piece of paper that made the mistake of hanging around there too long. When both sides of the paper are filled, he uses a different color to draw new lines in between the first lines. At that point, the conversation seems illusive and his mind works up an excuse to hang up and a way to make that excuse come true, so that he doesnt feel too dishonest because he really hates it.
At sunset, he starts to think that the angle of the light on the stretch of earth where he lives, is not the same on the stretch of earth at the other end of the line. At the end of the day, he doesnt like calling people.</p>
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<p>He laughs out loud more regularly, and it sounds odd. Both liberated and self-aware at the same time. As if he was in actual social exchange, it is often followed by the need to express, out loud again, what was so funny that he couldnt hold it in. The toothbrush on the side of the sink seems confused but if that is what it takes to be at peace with himself, it is happy to help.
He also comments with either self-pity or candid interest everything he undertakes. He even talks back to himself sometimes, which he always assumed was the point of no return. But having the last word has become a matter of principle.</p>
<p>He goes to the balcony twice a day to smoke a cigarette. It overlooks the courtyard, so it is just outside enough to give himself the impression that he is going somewhere. The junk and the dust lingering on the other balconies have made space to allow a chair and a reading person to get a bit of sunlight.
He can hear neighbors laughing out loud, as they always had in peaceful sunny spring afternoon. They started to watch an old TV show last week. He knows the ending and can even tell some lines.</p></div>
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