The wooden doors of the wardrobe open a bit heavily, but the dry wood note puts me in the mood. Today, I’ll wear the blue shirt, paired with brown leather shoes - that’s how I can sit at the desk.
I push the keyboard aside and reach for paper and fountain pen. I make an effort while writing and am proud of the elegance of my words. But… what was my beginning again? I can no longer see it. The ink disappears before my eyes from the paper.
All that remains is the mood from earlier.
For aesthetic reasons, this bottle probably won't find its way into my collection. But I would be happy if someone could suggest an alternative with a similar aura but more longevity.
