I’ve no intention of ignoring the very real mess we’re in BUT I am trying to remember that I still have joy in my life. So in attempt number … (I’ve lost track!) I am choosing to recognize my happy places. Thanks for helping me commemorate those moments goes to Ronovan Writes haiku challenge (day / flaw) and to Restless Jo who shares my love for a good walk!
She wondered whether the storm windows would hold. They were meant to keep out bad weather, not … well whatever was falling from the sky. It was funny she used to think the end of the world would come later. After she was gone. Not when her dreams were finally within her grasp.
It wasn’t fair. She had done everything right. And now. Now the sky was literally falling.
Lost in thought, her mind barely registered the hissing as the bubbles burst through the window pane.
As the drops burned through her flesh, her mind screamed “It’s not fair!”