Well… this week started good, actually very good.
Indoors and outdoors were busy and buzzy.
The birds were chirping from dawn to dusk.
The bees were buzzing around trees and flowers.
And people were running outside either on their feet or in their cars.
The roads, parks, markets and beaches were all so busy.
All because the weather was hot, finally.
Mrs Sun had been so loyal over the last few days.
Actually.. she was more than loyal.
She was protective, subjective, and fictive.
Honestly, she was, and still is, committed to her principles up to this very moment.
As for being protective, her shiny, strong rays blocked the wind, and allowed only a bit of breeze every now and then.
It happened, though, when the clouds and the wind started a big thundery fight over some lighting debate.
But Mrs Sun sorted it all in a couple of hours.
But… I’d like to seize this opportunity and blame her for being subjective.
Yes she was.
She was highly subjective, insisting that sunburn is a long awaited gift, and didn’t consider how it’s not for everyone.
But she was forgiven for being fictive.
Yes, under her majestic warmth, we build sandcastles,
we relax to the splash music of the waves,
and we smile while listening to the ocean humming inside the shells.
With sunny, busy, buzzy thoughts,
Nahla
