Walk It Off
With anxiety at a high level I’m pacing the room unable to calm down. Everything was fine until the call from James. Why did I answer? He aggravated me more than usual.
I have to get out of here and walk before I blow a gasket.
I’m halfway down the street before realizing I had no coat. Shivering, I wandered. Lonely as a cloud nine, because they are few and far between, well at least to me. I really can’t remember the last time I was happy with James. He is probably the most high maintenance man I have ever known. I feel like I am constantly babying him. Ugh!
The night time streets are empty and I am grateful for the solitude. I’ll walk until I can cool off and then head home with a clearer head.
James is in the rear-view mirror.
Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lillian is hosting Prosery Monday at D'Verse and has prompted us with the famous line "I wandered lonely as a cloud" from William Wordsworth's famous poem. We are to use the line in its entirety with words in that order, although they may be punctuated. Prosery is a piece of flash fiction no more than 144 words excluding the title.