A moment

This morning I had a moment with Antonio. 

I woke up half an hour later than I needed on the date of the flight to Kyoto. He walked into my home and found that I was not ready. 

I started cooking breakfast for both of us, he asked if he can take over the swirling while I was swirling a large portion of eggs in the pan. I let him. So I was able to reset the dishes in the dishwasher while he was doing that. 

When we were finishing the breakfast, I started to put plates in the dishwasher, and he said if he can take over. He went to organize the dishes while I went to organize my suitcase.

After I zipped my suitcase, I used a small scale to weigh it to make sure it was not overweight. He laughed at my nerdiness. 

I packed all the food that I cooked for him into a doubled paper bag. I had round and rectangular Tupperwares. I measured so well with my eye that it fit everything into the bag in perfection. He was watching it and thanked me for packing. 

This morning reminded me of 言の葉の庭 where the two characters were cooking in the little apartment while it was raining outside. In both of their inner monologues, they were hoping this moment can last forever.