It was a cloudy and humid day as I began strolling in the park, as I often tend to do. Many may say it’s a ritual; be that as it may, it’s when I feel the closest connection, while alone and missing you.
The fluorescent lights were just coming on; two of them flickering a dim yellow to white, and one had a constant buzz. I dismissed the annoyance. About 10 minutes into the walk, tiny particles of sweat started to crawl down the back of my neck, and slither down my spine. I felt as if I walked into a spider web and it was stuck on my skin. It was unnerving.
Unexpectedly a breeze began to whisper in my ear.
The wind began to pick up leaves and toss them in, and blow them out my hair.
I threw my head back, and began laughing hysterically!
Unbeknownst to me temporarily unaware of my surroundings, my outer self traveled.
I don’t know how, or where.
By the time I returned home…
My clothes were disheveled…
I had been with…
Vera Robinson © 2015