August 5, 2010

Humid Days

The humidity has returned today.  Everything feels moist, and heavy, and still.  I have fallen into line.  Even the minutes seem to take a longer time counting to sixty.  Dragging their heels, stopping to rest, breathing heavily.  When the minutes drag, the afternoons stretch, and I can only think that tomorrow has broken its promise to arrive on time.  I'm afraid tomorrow will leave me here, stuck in humid afternoon air.  Hazy without even a glimpse of the horizon. 

I'm ready for an end to these summer afternoons.  I'm ready for tomorrow.

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