- Vol. 03
- Chapter 08
A heavy liaisonA heavy liaison on a humid June day is not the ideal, for many there is only the real, the ‘reach and touch’ the material. Few now truly think outside the box, those aspirations have gone, perhaps ended with the Apollo mission.
Fondness says farewell for a while, a ‘Like’ is all we have now, no fragrant letters with doodles adorned. The humidity, crushing, a curse; provoking memories of summers long ago, a storm blast or two.
June sits heavy on our minds like a school report unopened, so much anticipation yet despair. Clouds hang in a foreboding style and everything is very silent. All still for the moment, no clichés required.