Diary Entry #1: I Am Very Good At Staying At Home
Today is windy.
Everything looks animated out there; the trees are dancing, leafs and branches rolling on the street, sidewalks littered with garbage from overturned bins, and deer running down the hill with their ears twitching and their hoofs softly click-clacking on the pavement. The whistling air makes the house to shiver and it unsettles me.
There's a certain kind of urgency, as if something is about to happen any minute now, something quite big and important... only it doesn't, unless you count the postman delivering someone else's mail by mistake, or me eating obscene amounts of cake throughout the day, which is pretty common actually.