Our words this week are:
– whisper and shout
– humid and dry
In the middle of the fourth set I looked at her and could see her mouthing words I knew she was shouting but in the context of the moment were less than a faint whisper.
The external noise was deafening, the bass guitar pounding notes in our heads and the mass of people jumping, swirling, jiving in time with the mesmerizing music.
It wasn’t long until the activity left me dry and in the humid conditions, my dryness was in need of liquid sustenance. I shouted to her to come for a drink, but all I heard whispered to me was WHAT???
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/08/18/saturday-mix-opposing-forces-18-august-2018/
Wow Michael, u r fast
It’s been a quiet day Deepa
Glad, u r enjoying the writing..
It’s always a lot of fun
Good writing. You took me there!
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