Outside the window

It looked great to my sleepy eyes.

The little boy playing with his father. The children seated on a veranda.

It felt tiring.

The running about. Just being in the sun.

Would I go?

I had slept only 3 hours. Sleep was a turn and half roll away. Flat on my back, sleep fled. Bright sky,a breeze, people and the possibility of warmth.

It looked great to my sleepy eyes.

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