It's tuesday, 87 degrees and it's only 11:25 so it's only going to get hotter. Yesterday she said she would sweep today. Her parents decided she could do it while they're at work, because it's summer and she doesn't have any friends in her hometown and she has nothing to do. The floors have gotten dusty, though.
She walks barefoot across the laminate - almost looks like wood, gets just as dirty. Has to wipe the bottoms of her feet on the bottom of the couch before tucking them up under her body. She curls up against the armrest, awake for only 33 minutes and already tired, and turns on the TV.
Her glass of coffee - iced, from the pitcher cooling in the fridge that she's constantly adding more coffee to - is already sweating. Just like her.
Fifteen minutes spent browsing On Demand for...
You can't buy things with your days
because your days cannot be spent.
Your days cannot be borrowed
and your days cannot be lent.
Your days should not be wasted
and especially not...
What if you'd seen
me, stopped your eyes
on mine and thought
deep thoughts about
me, and you wondered
what i'm like, and
if we liked the
same things as