July 28, 2014 “Park”
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The light glared harshly. Lily had to squeeze her eyes against the glare. How long had it been since she had been outside. It was required to walk in the park every day, but she had gotten around it for at least a month? The air pricked against her face. She walked carefully. The ground was not completely solid and her toes got wet in the grass. The grass glistened with moisture. Her footprints left a trail behind her. She could turn around and follow her path almost exactly. Strange. It was fairly quiet out here. There were a few birds crying to each other. Squirrels laughed at her from their trees. They were hidden she couldn’t see them. The air she breathed in was thick and clung to her trachea. She could feel it misting in her lungs. She didn’t like it. She didn’t like it at all. This is was why she avoided going out. Or one of the reasons. She mostly was too busy with more important things. It was supposed to keep you sane. They said. Right like everyone else wasn’t completely out of their minds, especially the ones that said that in the first place. It was early still. The day hadn’t gotten hot yet and she’d only seen one person since she got here. He had a white frazzled beard and walked with his hands behind his back. It was an unusual walking stance but she had a feeling that was his only stance. Maybe he’s hands were usually tied behind his back. That might be his new norm. You never knew with the old ones. They all hinted at a time unimaginable. A time they refused to talk a bout. They white hairs were the ones who were always talking about the benefits of fresh air and sunlight. They were the ones who plunked the money down to resurrect these parks for the betterment of mankind. Yeah, right. Like some grass and birds are going to clear every ones head and fix anything. We had parks hundreds of years ago and nature for always and people still murdered each other in the middle of it. The Black forest?