Good Wednesday, my peeps! Hope the sun is shining in your neck of the woods. If not, hope the wet sunshine doesn’t get you down. My skies are kinda grey but hey, c’est la vie. Na’ama Yehuda’s lovely picture is this week’s pic, chosen by our chief Fictioneer, Rochelle. Does it inspire you? G’head, write your own 100-word story and link up. It’s fun. Really.
Traffic was at a standstill. Nothing moved worth a mention. The quiet was surprising, considering today’s need to hustle from here and bustle to there. No one was frustrated; no grunts of impatience. The rain was taken in stride, too, though stride was more akin to a shuffle. Perhaps the cosmic powers that be had sent out a vibe or a subliminal message: Be in the moment. Slow down. Enjoy.
People smiled at each other.
“Good morning. Beautiful wet sunshine, don’t you think?”
A laugh, followed by a “You’ve got that right! It’s kind of nice, though.”
“That it is.”