There was a dark and stormy nearby, partically drunk. She sat in relative silence mulling over the lack of forward motion in the past strange 6 months. The day’s work was done, dogs fed, all taken to the vet, all well. A student taught, she had even made someone laugh! A few items bought getting ready for the coming winter. She sat and stared at the screen. The drink called to her, and she sipped it, enjoying the mix of rum and ginger ale. “Ahhhhhhh, if I were a drunk, this would be my drink. Heh, it’s my drink in any case” she thought to herself.
Moira Levant © October 2 2020