Music in the Wind 2021
Today I received a writing prompt: "What are you listening to?" The author of the email had recently had a writer's workshop and this was her prompt. As I have been resting for the past 7 days I listened to the radio a lot. But she said, "Not the radio, the sounds you hear..." Well, for a couple of days it was: The pounding of my own heart. The keys on my computer as I wrote essay after essay. The sniffs from going off my allergy meds. Molly "Meowing" loudly in the bathroom at the dissatisfaction of whatever... My windchimes. My own breathing. Finally, about Tuesday my heart stopped racing. I got caught up on the university essays, and I ordered a new RX for my allergies (Why do I have allergies in the Fall/Winter?) Wednesday morning I went in to get my fasting blood work that was ordered in August. The receptionist chided me for not getting it done before as they are open at 7 a.m. every morning. "Yes, but I work at an elementary school."