Today's word prompt is river and it was suggested by
tracyj23. Thanks, Tracy!
One little school suspension and whammy, my pseudo hippie mom drags us out to Colorado to live with the granola crunchers. “I’m worried about your health, honey,” she says. Or she stares just off to my left muttering that my aura has been muddy lately - whatever that means. I just miss the city. It’s freakishly quiet out here. I mean, you hardly hear any cars at all. And I miss my friends! I miss having something to do! All-you-can-eat tofu buffets pass for culture around here. I don’t think so.
But here’s the thing. Not that I’d tell mom, but I have felt a little better lately. It sounds weird, but I feel a bit lighter. I’ve been taking walks during the day and no matter what direction I start in, I almost always end up sitting by the river. I love the smell of the trees and the feel of the light on my face. I really feel like I’m closer to the sun up here in the mountains. And the sound of the water rushing over the rocks makes me feel peaceful, like I belong here. And when I run my fingers in the clear water I almost feel my worries drifting away with the current. Like I said - weird.
I can’t say I’m happy we’re here yet, but maybe Mom’s on to something. I do feel a change coming, but only time will tell.