Breaking Point, Part II

I was feeling like a million bucks today.

Calm.

Satisfied with the days events.

I had all my Jobby-job responsibilities completed, ahead of schedule. Was looking forward to the evening at home. Felt productive. Relaxed. Comfortable.

That always seems to be the problem, right? Feeling comfortable.

Hopped into the car after my shift, anticipating my short drive to pick up the kiddo. Grabbed some groceries on the way there.

The trip home was a blast. We always have great chats during the car rides.

On the way there, however, the wind was whipping across the side-roads, and the interstate. Maelstroms of dead leaves flying out, from within the tree line, obstructing view.

At times, a little unexpected.

My little car shifting side-to-side with the wind, as I decided to reduce speed.

Made it home unscathed thankfully. Unloaded the groceries, caught up with Nancy’s day, gave the kiddo a hug before she retreated to her comfy place, and went back outside to check for anything I overlooked, and to lock up the car. As I was closing the trunk lid, something captured my eye in the periphery.

My face heated, and my stomach dropped to the pavement.

I lowered the bag to the ground.

No, no, no, no, NO!!!!

This can’t be happening.

My legs weakened and a wave of nausea hit me.

I slumped into the side of the car, lowered my chin to my chest, covered my face and started cursing under my breath.

It didn’t happen to my neighbors. I even walked to the next driveway, beyond the intersection, just to make sure.

Nope… it only happened to me.

After all that work.

Upon close inspection, it appears as though the wind was not on my side today. Every leaf in the neighborhood, and probably beyond, decided to migrate, congregate, and blanket my yard en masse.

Everywhere. The whole of the property.

I looked across the road… nothing. Down the street? Nothing.

Just my lawn.

I must have angered something.

Feeling like a million bucks again, though. The leaves are staying put and the rake is nestled away for the winter season. I’ll just allow the wind to continue to do it’s thing.

I woke from sleep around 3:30 this morning, so I’ll probably call it an early night tonight. Unless, something truly interesting happens.

I can still hear that wind whipping around outside. I’m hoping the leaves will disperse, and travel elsewhere overnight. Fingers are crossed.

Just a short ramble/rant tonight. Might do some light reading before crash o’clock. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.

Everything is still the same, and all is well.

Be good to each other. Chat soon.

Peace

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Husband, father, writer, aspiring author. A sample of my fiction has been included in Anthology of Human Thought, Decision Making for Good or Bad. My debut, full length novel, Volume I of the Guardian War Chronicles, the Surrender Game, will be released in 2020, accompanied by a free companion story. Please like, share, and subscribe for future information and follow along with the universe I created.

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