Stream of Consciousness

Darkening sky

Cold room

Walls slowly coming down

White

So much white

 

The story of our year together, so much as passed. A movie plays upon the wall keeping them entertained. The majority of them at least. Some of them will leave, and a few of them will stay on another year. It’s weird to think that they’d want to stay.

A shiver runs down my spine.

Why is it so cold in here?

I can’t wait for summer! Warm days, cool drinks, sand underfoot, loud music, road trips, hanging out with friends. As soon as I put my anklet on, I know its begun. I don’t put it on before summer officially starts – when the academic year is over. I don’t know. Feels like bad luck or something. Despite, everything I’d rather wait for a clean break from work before I start the summer.

A brand new day

A new beginning

Can’t wait

 

**Part of Writing 101 Challenge