A moral lesson, a life lesson, just something to think about. A story for everyone who struggles through everyday. Sometimes its all about perspective.
This is one of those feel good lesson type of stories about daily struggles and do they matter? More
A short story.
A moral lesson, a life lesson, just something to think about. A story for everyone who struggles everyday. Sometimes its all about perspective.
The wind picked up speed as it funneled between the tall buildings. Thin fingers stretched from it picking up dead leaves, dirt, liter and carrying it all up high above the streets. A gust fills a white plastic bag lifting it from where someone carelessly dropped it after walking out of a trendy store. It rises, falls, and somersaults through the air as if dancing to music only it can hear. One minute it moves quickly the next it slowly starts to fall until another gust lifts it up over a traffic light.
I sit waiting for the light to change watching the bag dance. I’m late again but I don’t care because watching the bag calms my nerves. I’m so mesmerized by it I miss the light change. Horns honk .... download the rest.