Thursday, March 10, 2022

Dust devil

I wrote the formula in the sand, carefully, with a stick, so I wouldn't forget it. How could I ever really forget though? I mean, it came so easily. Naturally. 

The conditions at the time were pretty nearly ideal so maybe it's understandable that I didn't account for the wind. After all, I was looking forward. Thinking positive. Mostly. 

Time passed. Things changed. The wind blew. Then it blew again. And again. 

And the formula? It was entirely erased. Like it never was.

Now, I don't know how.

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