Upon leaving the room, I was greeted once again by the soft glow of the morning sun, its warm light spilling over the edges of the rooftops.
Standing on the ledge of the building, I paused for a moment, taking in the surreal view.
Over the past few days, I'd grown accustomed to this sight—though the feeling of being back here still lingered like a faint whisper in my mind.
"Hoho, you're up for your daily morning walks again," a familiar voice called out.
Turning, I saw the old man who lived in the apartment next to mine, his face lined with the kind of warmth only age could bring.
"You've been steadily getting over it, young man. Did something good happen?"
I offered a faint smile and replied, "I've got to maintain my health one way or another, right?"
"Hoho, that's true! If only these tired bones of mine wouldn't give up so easily, I'd join you as well."
"I'm sure Bear appreciates the slow, leisurely walks you give him."
