A sharp tongue
with every encounter
Yet you deny
While lots of steam come out of your ears
A fool to yourself
Is what it seems
She noticed a bunch of flowers growing in the garden — red-tipped, velvety petals, dark blue in the middle. Coming closer, the petals were wet to the touch. “Odd..”, she mumbled to herself. The other plants were a bit dried out after the family moved a fortnight ago to be closer to her parents. Only this one seems well cared for. Overcome by curiosity, she checked the seemingly well-watered ground, brushing the soil around it. Not long after doing this, she uncovered a limp hand buried right next to the growth. She stifled a scream, and failed.
“I used to work for this young family just outside the city. They live in a dreamy cottage by the hill, where the birds sing their songs in the morning and cattle with names like Connie Francis lounge by the creek. It was idyllic if not for the…“
“Oh, I know them,” Diana interrupted. “I don’t know how he can stand her rude behavior. It gets me incensed every time.”
Anne nodded in agreement. “And he leaves most of the parenting of their gifted child in the hands of that boorish woman.“
Diana sighed. “I hope that kid could still grow up to be a high-quality person.” Both fell silent with their thoughts.
United in their resolve to leave the town for good, the two women continue with their task to clean the walls outside the house, for the last time.
Written for these prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (dreamy), Three Things Challenge (Been, Clean & Wall), The Daily Spur (song), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (boorish), Your Daily World Prompt (incensed), Jibber Jabber (quality), and Word of the Day Challenge (united).
Thanks to A Guy Called Bloke‘s Are You Actually Wearing That..Out? Got me thinking a bit about my wardrobe. Or lack of it.
Has the lockdown altered your day to day dress code and after lockdown will you instantly revert to old fashion you or new fashion you?
Nothing much has changed with the way I dress pre- and during lockdown. I’m inclined to think I won’t change my mind post-lockdown. I used to dress down by default or dress it down when I can. I liked looking at nice clothes from time to time with almost no intention to buy them. That was before but more so now.
What will your future fashion or dress code style be and consist of?
Maybe leaning more into sustainable fashion if they’ve figured out a way to make them more accessible/available/affordable (I’m counting on you, socio-entrepreneurs/fashionpreneurs). Still keeping my good clothes until they retire.
Will you even bother to dress up to go out post lockdown?
Only when I have to, like at a wedding or graduation or something. Or maybe when/if I miss dressing up. I don’t think clothes will matter as much post-lockdown, but I can only guess.
Sometimes I feel I’ve seen too much to last me many lifetimes. Sometimes..
Not nearly enough.
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