So, I was sitting on the front steps, surrounded by a riot of cosmos, calendula and sunflowers. A trio of white butterflies played tag through the mistiest of sun-showers.
And I sat there wondering: Did my boss’s boss notice that I put a surplus apostrophe in an email last week? Will I have to go shopping again on Wednesday? What is my current uni debt? How many students will come to my class at 8am on Monday? Do I have enough clean socks?
How many times do I wish to be home among the flowers and the butterflies!
And here I am. In paradise, and dwelling in imaginary dramas.
“I tend to remember past dramas on days that lack any.”
Branch, Dan. (January 2018). Past and present drama. [blog post]. https://kwethluk.net/2018/01/27/past-and-present-drama/