Je skoro r\u00e1no. O\u010di otvoren\u00e9 sk\u00f4r, ne\u017e by bolo treba. K\u00e1va sa pripravuje sama od seba \u2013 zvyk, ktor\u00fd vo mne zostal po rodi\u010doch. Okno je otvoren\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Sed\u00edm v kresle a ticho sa rozpr\u00e1vam s mojou milovanou.<\/p>\n
N\u00e1dych.<\/p>\n
Studen\u00fd, \u010dist\u00fd alpsk\u00fd vzduch sa ma len jemne dotkne\u2026 a nie\u010do vo mne sa pohne.<\/p>\n
T\u00e1 v\u00f4\u0148a.<\/p>\n
Pozn\u00e1m ju.<\/p>\n
Zrazu nie som tu. Som mal\u00fd blon\u010fav\u00fd chlapec. Dr\u017e\u00edm mamu za ruku a kr\u00e1\u010dame skoro r\u00e1no z n\u00e1\u0161ho bytu. Vonku je ticho, akoby svet e\u0161te len za\u010d\u00ednal. Ideme do \u0161k\u00f4lky, ako ka\u017ed\u00e9 r\u00e1no.<\/p>\n
Obrazy s\u00fa nejasn\u00e9. Rozmazan\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Ale v\u00f4\u0148a\u2026 t\u00e1 zostala presn\u00e1.<\/p>\n
Nesie so sebou \u010fal\u0161ie. Kr\u00e9m, ktor\u00fd mama pou\u017e\u00edvala. Vzduch v \u0161k\u00f4lke. Chu\u0165 pomaz\u00e1nky na desiatu.<\/p>\n
A ten pocit.<\/p>\n
In\u00fd.<\/p>\n
Dnes som spokojn\u00fd. Naplnen\u00fd. Viem, kde som a pre\u010do.<\/p>\n
Ale toto\u2026 bolo jednoduch\u0161ie.<\/p>\n
Tich\u0161ie.<\/p>\n
Bez ot\u00e1zok.<\/p>\n
Len by\u0165.<\/p>\n
Mo\u017eno sa men\u00ed v\u0161etko okolo n\u00e1s. Mo\u017eno aj my.<\/p>\n
Ale niekedy sta\u010d\u00ed jeden n\u00e1dych\u2026<\/p>\n
a na chv\u00ed\u013eu sa v\u0161etko vr\u00e1ti presne tam, kde to nikdy \u00faplne neodi\u0161lo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Je skoro r\u00e1no. O\u010di otvoren\u00e9 sk\u00f4r, ne\u017e by bolo treba. K\u00e1va sa pripravuje sama od seba \u2013 zvyk, ktor\u00fd vo mne zostal po rodi\u010doch. Okno je otvoren\u00e9. Sed\u00edm v kresle a ticho sa rozpr\u00e1vam s mojou milovanou. N\u00e1dych. Studen\u00fd, \u010dist\u00fd alpsk\u00fd vzduch sa ma len jemne dotkne\u2026 a nie\u010do vo mne sa pohne. T\u00e1 v\u00f4\u0148a. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":604,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[56],"tags":[303,364,419,259],"class_list":["post-603","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uvahy","tag-childhoodmemory-sk","tag-emotionaldepth","tag-morningnostalgia","tag-quietreflection-sk"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=603"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":615,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603\/revisions\/615"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/604"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=603"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=603"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleboda.art\/sk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=603"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}