I played again.
It had been a while.
My limbs had stiffened like those of a rheumatic octogenarian.
I missed my friends. I was reminded of those long, windy nights. I could almost feel the breath of the breeze against the nakedness of my nape. Only there was the golden sunlight.
There were different voices. I hadn't laughed aloud for so long. I had almost forgotten what it meant. The salty tang of sweat eroded my apprehensions.
I felt free. I felt loved.
2 comments:
short and lovely post...!!
shuttle...?? sad I haven't played the game since long...:)
dont worry.........maybe we'll get to do the whole exercise again this summer.... :-)
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