Rain and tea

Grace Mary Potts

Australia

My life is comprised of inconsistencies, daydreaming, procrastination techniques and occasionally, writing.

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I wouldn't quite call myself a novice in writing but as there is certainly room for improvement, I would very much appreciate any comment you can provide, particularly if it's the constructive kind.

New Years

October 24, 2015

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My feet ached, soles sore from the long walk and toes stinging where they rubbed against the tip of my shoes. Around me the crowd thrummed with energy, noise and laughter spilling into the air unreserved, children were hopping up onto their father’s shoulders or bouncing at their parents’ feet. People were standing on grass and stone all the way along the bank of the river, as far back as the eye could see. I looked around me for a moment in contemplation before deciding to hell with it, and I kicked off my ballet flats, put them in my bag and buried my toes into the soft warm grass beneath my feet with a delighted sigh.

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