It is a blustery, windy day in June. The oppressive heat of the past week has given way to the grey, ominous clouds that promise rainfall. While this change is not unwelcome (the billowing smoke from a distant wildfire reminds me that the Earth is desperate for water), the dull light brings a sleepiness to the environment. I would much rather stay in bed with a good book and a cup of tea than go through my day-to-day routine. However, reality sets in, and I am reminded of the never-ending to-do list that needs attending. I longingly look to my bed; the woven blankets and fluffy pillows are calling to me, but I walk out of my room, prepared to face my day.
Prompt from 365 Creative Writing Prompts.