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Time to run
I woke up to the sudden sound of my cellphone ringing, jerking me right out of my slumber as I jumped into a seated position, my brows furrowed as I tried to gather my bearings. I sat looking down at the white bed sheet that was wrapped around my body, I was still on the floor in the lounge, had I imagined everything between Rafe and me? Pulling the sheet away from my body ever so slightly it revealed that I was indeed completely naked, huh? So okay that was true but where the heck was Rafe?
Suddenly the phone began ringing again and I jumped as my eyes scanned across the room to the coffee table, I had switched my phone off earlier, I remembered doing that because of everything that had happened. So as quick as I can, I found myself up on my feet half falling over the sheet as I fumbled towards the small coffee table, grabbing my phone as I scowled at the number, I didn’t recognize it at all. Slowly bringing it towards my ear I pressed the receiver as I shakily answered “H-
L.A MotzourisThe farm is my heart and my place of silence, the place I get lost in and just write as I let go and enjoy the chaos of that which is inside my own head. I love it in here, my head is a noisy place but somehow nature helps the flow of chaos to become a steady swirl of circulation in a productive flux of productivity and creativity... Happy reading...
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