It was the hottest day of the year. Staring out the window feeling the heat rise brought a sense of restlessness in her she felt incapable of stopping. She had to do something. If she stayed cooped up in her apartment she could just explode.
Up on the roof was where it was coolest. That’s odd she thought. Am I not near to the sun? Once the breeze hit her face she started to breathe. Even though the wind was blowing her hair in all directions she paid no mind to it. All she could hear now was his voice.
- was clearing my files on my laptop last year and stumbled on this `100 word essay' I vaguely remember writing
- by the way, it's already February!!
- i finished a book (yay), I watched Bridgerton and like millions of other women, have now fallen for Simon, the Duke (sigh), and would love to get my hands on the novels..
- i think my almost 2 months of walking has loss me one kilo. ONE! That's all.. Gee.. this is exhausting..
- Ok, till another time.
ps/ this isn't like an essay but more of an excerpt of a future novel perhaps? ;)
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