It hung. The air it hung like a wet shirt on the line. Going nowhere but down. It made me lazy and upset to even consider doing anything physical. The bugs hung in the air the sun hung in the sky and it was a lonely quiet day, not even 12. What a hell of a day it will be. What to say today to a girl I have no intention of keeping? Why did it have to be today like this now? It will make telling her everything worse. The hot car - the sweat - the nerves - nothing will make this easy that is why I cant wait anymore. I have to get this over with. The car is hot and stale the plastic sizzles and shines. Turning the engine over the empty air of yesterday rushes out through the vent hitting me in the face like a slap from a stranger. I close the door hesitating to lock myself in the oven. The radio is loud from yesterday's me. I turn it down and go. The car groans and slugs along pushing through that air. I take turns and cut corners to her house. She comes out as soon as I pull in. She kisses me when she gets in the car with her smile and fresh breath. God... I made her smile and happy on a rotten day as today, this makes my stomach heavy. I drive and I hardly say anything. She smokes. I pull into her place, her job, I put the car in park and tell her to hold on... I have to tell her something. She waits. The smile is gone and the fear is there. I tell her I'm leaving- going back home for the summer and that I don't think this should go on. She cries, she yells quietly (if that is even possible) and goes to work. Good morning. Have a good day. I hope the rest of my day goes as well as this. I feel bad but the weight is gone and the air feels lighter. I think the wind is blowing.