It's A Date
Today I visit, alone. Probably my 1st time since the last 4 months or so of me being here. Alone is always so different. I share this small house with another girl. It gets extremely faint light. The windows are placed wrong. She has gone to her home town. Since the last week the house is also alone with me. I love it. Now I am here, sitting alone in the Sun for a while. Watching your world move by ever so slowly next to me. The winter Sun moves slowly too. It’s good I don't have to change my spot so often. Damn! It’s moving now. My spot is partially shaded now and the cool breeze is amplified. But I don’t wanna move! The Sun moved behind a tree. It’s so much easier to stare at it now from behind the leaves. The floor is full of tiny seedlings making the perfect preamble for the spiders to weave their glistening silver. It’s like a floor of woven silver silk swaying in the breeze. It’s not a carpet its more like the lasered floor of mission impossible. The silver laser escaping your eye and then reflecting the spectrum again as the light falls through the swaying leaves above. The Sun has further shifted now. The silvers don’t shine anymore. It’s almost like they were never there. So easy for a mindless stroller to trample them. Sorry little spideys! I got a book and a pencil to draw, because people say I draw well. But today I don’t want to draw anything, except that fuzzy blanket all over me again. It’s 10am already. Shit! I have a meeting to attend online. hmmm bye-hye forest. This was nice! we should do this again sometime. No, I don’t mean it that way, I really wanna do this again. Just you and me. Yes! It’s a date. So long then.
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