Putting My Feet In The Dirt September Writing Prompt #5 Passing- On The Passions
I could write,
maybe play my guitar
or walk my dog or spend the day listening to Django Reinhardt
I could even start to decorate for Halloween.
It feels like any of these things would be the right thing to do today.
And then I look outside
The air is filling with smoke and somewhere there is a nest of murder hornets just
waiting for someone to make them mad.
The Plague is sitting on a metal surface just waiting to hitch a ride to my neighborhood
maybe even my house.
I suppose today, maybe just for this one day
I’ll sit it out, let it go, maybe tomorrow,
I won’t be Passing on the passions.
Maybe I’ll grab them, give them a kiss and take them out
for a date.