Wednesday, October 28, 2015

So Much For Atmosphere

In the interlude between deluges, I hustle the doge outdoors for her evening constitutional. 

Everything is a wreck - streets like rivers, cars covered in leaves and trash, all permeated with the stony smell of rain on slate sidewalks. I inhale deeply, relishing the atmosphere, when a sudden gust of wind strips the tree on the corner of it's leaves, and a particularly wet one swoops up under the scoop of my umbrella and thwacks me right in the eye.

I'm so startled, I can't help but laugh.

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