15 minute break

I can’t help but wonder of there is some purpose to life other than standing against this brick wall. My shirt buttoned all the way up. Tie strangling my neck. I’ve found a small sliver of shade. Some relief from the heat.
I’m watching the porter hose down a car. The wind sometimes catches a few water droplets towards me and for a moment I realize I’m not actually here, but someplace else. And I feel alive again.

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