It's getting better, isn't it? I think so...so much so I can't even bear to look at the older stuff at the bottom! I worry at what shocking errors I will find...maybe it's better that way; signs of progression!
Saturday, December 1, 2007
...out of place
The wind from the passing train whooshed past her bare legs as she stood on the wet concrete platform. A cold chill rampaged up her skirt. This was definitely the wrong weather for a skirt, she belatedly thought. Glancing up at the orange digital clock, another minute ticked by...and another...and another. She gave a heartfelt timeless sigh. Her bronze tanned skin seemed woefully out of place on this grey day, yet it attracted many a glance from the suited and booted around her. On Platform 4, wearing a skirt and a white t-shirt and a flimsy jacket, among the stiff blue collar commuters, her mind raced free remembering the jade blue seas she had just travelled from. How the colour blue can be distinguished differently, she pondered. Finally, the station announcer informed the awaiting horde of the arriving train. She bent her knees daintily to pick up her suitcase, hoping for all the world that nobody could see her underwear as she did so.