My typing hands protest, on strike.
My phoning fingers, they don’t like.
My donors bellow, “Take a hike!”

I look outside at tourists laughin’
funning and sunning and summer lovin’
light-deprived, I seethe inside, kinda hatin’.

My will is weak, body’s weaker
I dream of all things greener
Dare I take a little breather?
Yessir!

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Just a little easy breezy summer post. Whichever hemisphere you’re in, do you respond to the season’s call?

I’m trading in my laptop and BlackBerry-buzzing for some tank tops, flip flops and cherry-picking for a short while. Will be back before you know it!

Be sure to visit the G-Man for an array of creative 55-word flash fiction and Melissa at her new digs for more six-word posts about Dare.

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