Another Day…

It’s just another day…when the weather smothers the immediate world like a heavy, damp, itchy wool blanket. Breathing is hard; limbs refuse to move; mind floats just out of reach on wavy heated layers of air. The enveloping wetness smells sour. The sun is a weight pinning the torso into a sandy towel; it sears the skin and blisters the length of one’s nose. 

Ah! A faint movement of air (real? imagined?); it carries hope: the scorching sun will ease its torment and caress the body with breezy fingers. Perhaps this instant; perhaps on another day.

The air stirs now–just a hint of breezy relief. Is it enough to lure one out of the shade of a paper parasol for a giant’s cocktail, to the balmy ruffled ribbons of tiny warm waves lapping languidly at the crushed shell shore?


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About DrEMiller

Certified Zentangle Teacher (CZT). Home: Sint Maarten. K-12 teacher for 13 years (Special Education for 10 years); Post-secondary educator since 2002; Education consulting since 1995. When teaching, held teaching certificates in K-12 special education, reading specialist; and secondary social studies. Doctorate: Educational Psychology Programmer/analyst for 10 years, including project management and training of corporate execs.
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