The earth gives slightly as she steps on the damp cool grass. Her feet start losing traction against the surface of her sandals as they get slicker with each wet step. Spring is officially here.
She finds her way to the bench where she plops down in the small patch of sun. She has her headphones on, deaf to the world, but her eyes take it all in. A smile lights up her face as she watches a kite finally take flight much to the delight of a struggling kid. She digs into her bag and pulls out a book. She wants to lose herself from this world without being alone. She’s looking at text on the pages but is seeing a whole other world. She loves the feeling of being alone yet in such close proximity to others. There is a certain freedom in it. A light, bright, happy freedom. Not the dark lonely place you go when you’re alone holed up in your own room.
She’s been working on bringing this light, bright feeling to her home. She’s almost been successful but her bedroom still harbors dark corners that creep out and spread with the dusk in the evening.
But she hopes being able to throw open the windows and doing a thorough spring cleaning will remedy that.