Waiting For News...
A Blue Bird crashed into the parlor window on Monday, then shortly after the sky opened up and poured down buckets of rain. But there was no mail.Three legged dog ran by me on Tuesday directly into the path of an oncoming car, needless to say he died that day. But there was no mail.
The car wouldn't start this morning, although it did cough out a long, dark cloud of smoke and emit a horrible clank and rattle. There is mail today, but only bills thank god.
The sun tried to shine bright this morning, only to be cut off by dark omnious clouds. You could feel the coolness condensing in the air itself. Dogs seem to be agitated more than usual this day, as the barking was intense and loud. Cars are buzzing by faster than usual and drivers are using horns and hand gestures freely this day. But there was no mail.
Today is a new day and there is a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach for no good reason. I feel like I should go back to bed and sleep. But there is mail today and not bills.
And the flowers burst into flames.
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