Five Minute Friday: Lift

Driveway puddles are what remain from an early morning rain storm.

(So, I’ve been participating in a “writers’ flash mob” of sorts called Five Minute Friday. In response to a one-word prompt, hundreds of writers sit down and write for five minutes flat. No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font or punctuation; unscripted and unedited. Here’s today’s edition…setting the timer….)

Five Minute Friday: Lift

Go.

Something coming down lifted me up.

Here’s how it happened.

I stepped outside this morning and the air was thick and humid with the faintest hint of a drizzle.

Dense gray clouds formed a ceiling overhead.

The morning sun provided some recessed lighting around the ceiling’s eastern edge.

Ugh.

Oppressive.

Wham!

It was sudden, loud, and gushing.

Rain came down and my spirits lifted up.

Ahh.

Cathartic.

The rain washed away the gloom.

Now the day was fresh and clean.

The rain ended nearly as quickly as it started.

The sun grew bolder and the sky-ceiling lifted.

Now I could see the horizon and start the day.

Stop.

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