3 o'clock on a summer Sunday, the sky is blue and the palm trees are swaying ever so nicely, waving from a distance the sun shines brighter, daring us to be tired when it's so beautiful out. but the air is thick, and I know there's more to a day than how it looks outside. wet hair after swimming dries stiff and sticky, and bugs swarm around the door, buzzing through the holes worn into the screen by too many summer days just like this one. the sandwich from an early lunch is digested, and the stomach begins to think about what's next
I hope you enjoyed this short little piece! It was a fun one to write — it definitely sums up how I feel about the afternoon, especially during summertime. It’s a slump, but there’s some beauty in it nonetheless. Please feel free to share feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Brooke