January 2024
📝 The Adult Child
As I traveled to the city, the house passed past the bus’s windows. The sky is grey and dull. The bus stops at the next bus stop, and another person enters. I stand up and block their way – I can’t explain how this happens. I get an annoyed look back. They move to the other side to circle me, and I follow. “Oh, come on, move out of the way,” they say.📝 The Park
As I walk through the city, the sun rises over the ruins of an old skyscraper. I reach the small park where my assignment is today. Three mature trees greet me, but I first focus on the young pine tree on the left side of the park. It lost most of its remaining leaves since my last visit. “Come on, little buddy, you can make it,” I say to it. “I brought the special medicine I told you about last week.” I pour a whole bottle of a special fertilizer around the tree. I hope it will save this little tree. “Now drink it and get better; I will try to revisit you soon,” I say to it. And move on to the adult trees.
📝 Escape
“Duck, “I yell, panting, not a moment too early as the searchlight beam travels over us. “Did they see us? “No, I think we were lucky; let’s go, “I say.