He knew something was wrong as soon as he stepped into the shade. The sun, slightly obscured from view, peered in from time to time as if it was privy to something he was not. The air felt heavy. It was hard for him to take a breath. Still, he walked forward.
Adam had been coming to this part of the forest for longer than he remembered. He used to come with his mother each Sunday after church. She picked the flowers along the beaten path. He remembered her smelling like daisies and buttercup and foxgloves. Her long flowy dresses trailed behind them as they walked to their favourite spot – an elm tree with the greenest leaves Adam had ever seen. It’s branches strong and sturdy enough for Adam to climb. And climb he did as his mother sat at the base of the tree reading her book of the week.
It had been years since his mother accompanied him to the tree. The wildflowers grew taller and wilder with no one to pick them. Still, Adam smiled at the foxgloves from time to time. He wasn’t smiling today though. That heaviness he felt in the air crept down. He felt it on his shoulders weighing him down. Still, he walked toward their elm.
His feet fell on dead leaves and they let out their final sounds as they turned to dust, but other than that, he hardly heard any other sound. The birds were silent, the bugs were nowhere to be seen. In Adam’s eyes, it somehow got darker.
When he got to the elm, he was struggling to breathe. He leaned on the trunk of the tree wondering how he got so tired. Shrinking down to sit at the base of the tree where his mother read, he looked up. And he screamed.
Happy New Year, people. 2020 is over and isn’t that exciting?
I’m just here to wish you the very best of 2021. I haven’t been around here in a while (I think it’s been a month, maybe more) and I have made a significant change to the theme. I hope you like it.
There is one more change I’d like to make. A rebrand if you will. I’m thinking about changing the name of the blog. I still have to contact my host to ask about that so it’s not an immediate thing. But if you see a logo change here and a domain name change there, do not be alarmed.
You may ask yourself (or me), “Mark why would you change anything? The blog is perfect!” To which I would say, “Aaaw. Aki dhenx.” Anyway, it’s 2021, y’all. I have been writing here for almost 6 years and I feel it’s time for a change. A less refined person would say that this his blog and he can do whatever. But I’m not that person, am I?