The forecast is not good for the remainder of my time on the Cape. But today looks promising.
I
pack up my lunch. Bring a sweater just
in case. Add the book I’ve just begun, Instructions for a Heat Wave, and head
out to the beach. It is already 1 pm and
still, no sign of the promised sun.
I
get to the beach and I am the only one there.
It is windy and cold and overcast.
I set up my chair. Cover my legs with a towel. Add a cashmere hoodie to the long T shirt I am already wearing over my bathing suit. Eat my lobster sandwich. Read ten pages of my book. Pack up and come home.
Outside my parent's front door it looks
like this; no sun in sight.
I’m
hoping the clouds promised for tomorrow are as wrong as the sun promised for
today.
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