Tuesday, May 17, 2011

5.17.11 wane - a drabble of 100 words

I didn’t notice when it happened. I never notice.

When I get there, the sun is shining. Everyone is happy. It might be a little hot. I might be a little sweaty because we had to walk a mile from the parking garage. The vendors in their yellow shirts are hawking their wares but I’m riveted on the white uniforms in front of me.

Then suddenly, I realize the sun has set and the lights are illuminating the field. They shine bright against the night sky. The breeze is summer evening cool and it’s almost time to sing Sweet Caroline.

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