This morning I could feel the seasons changing as I slowly got out of bed. Wiping my eyes, I could feel my feet hit the cold bare floor. It was Monday, once I got my clothes ironed I headed for the shower. Seeing that I lived alone, I turned on my radio only to hear that another war in the Middle East was in top headlines. Turning on the water I couldn’t help but think about how long everyone had been fighting over there and that’s when I heard the phone ring. Dripping with water, I rushed to answer.
“Yo, you don’t need to come in today, the office is closed,” Rob, my coworker said on the other end.
“Wow, I had a whole day to myself,” I thought. After my shower I ate some breakfast then brushed my teeth. I looked at the paper and couldn’t help but feel sorry for all of the blood being shed overseas. After catching up on my news I decided to wash some clothes and read a book. I then did something that I hadn’t done in a long time, I took a nap. In the silence, I took a deep breath and fell to sleep.
This is what peace felt like, this is what the world is depriving itself of.
A Quiet Day
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