The Air, Today
The air today had weight. It pressed in, dense against my skin. Drawing out moisture. Slowing movement.
Earlier, I hurried to take out the garbage: racing the arrival of a thunder storm. After a few trips up and down the driveway, it felt like I was breathing a warm ocean.
Moments later, the air actually was filled with water. And rumbles. And flashes. I was inside by then, surrounded by a machine-chilled environment. Re-cooled and dry…
Now it is quiet.
And I’ve just finished a bowl of Lucky Charms.