C511 Yet another lucky guy

I lingered in such an environment, my mind full of too many things that needed to be played out at this time, whether it be memories or speculations.

I moved slowly, and the scent of perfume came from the garden, not flowers, but the heavy perfume of a woman I passed. I didn't have much of a sense for this, and I lazily turned my head to admire the spring scenery and the laughter