I sit here with my back against the arm rest and my feet up on the cushions of this brown, black and tan sofa. The bright morning sun light of this hot and muggy Monday peaks through a window exposing small dust particles. I stare mindlessly at the particles floating mid-air. They almost appear to sparkle.
I pick up my iPhone and text this mundane scene hoping it excites some magic to ooze from my heart into my brain and out through my fingertips. So far, no magic, no brilliance, nor even wisdom pop up through the plain white screen.
I should fix some breakfast. I should get out of these bed clothes and dress for the day. I should make a plan for the day. I should. But I don’t.
The sun’s brightness dwindles as the Earth moves unnoticeable through its daily rotation. Isn’t it funny how it seems to be the sun moving east to west? When it truly is us riding on this huge planet as it floats and spins in space.
What happened to my sunlight? Are those dust particles or whatever they are still floating? I’m still punching words on to this remarkable, man made device searching for good content. Maybe I should have mapped this out in my head before I smeared this screen with this mess. It’s alright. If it’s too ugly, one poke of my finger can discard it and no harm done.
Down to 34% energy on this device. I should plug this in soon. I’ll stop writing and take care of some things I should. Do I scrap this or publish? I could save as a draft and review later. Why not publish? It can’t do that much harm. Hardly anyone reads the blog anyway and those that do will forgive me one more time.
I stare mindlessly at the particles floating mid-air. They still sparkle. The bright morning sun light of this hot and muggy Monday has returned and blazes through that same window. As I remain here with my back against the arm rest and my feet up on the cushions of this brown, black and tan sofa. Only 28% energy, I’d better charge up.
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I write about what I'm thinking or what I've imagined in an effort to regain that childhood imagination and marry with my many years of real experiences. I'm getting better at it the more I write.I am a published author of two romantic intrigue novels.My books can be found at Amazon.com or if you want a personalized copy, by emailing me at firstname.lastname@example.org.