The remanence of equatorial daylight struggled under the surging black clouds. Tweeting birds fused with misty bamboo trees in silhouette. A current of damp wind flowed over the tea bushes and flipped the last page of the book on her lap.
Completely unplugged at a lavish eco-lodge for a week, she felt herself rebooting. Soon she’d be back to the world compressed into the work-life interface, of optimizing and multitasking.
The sky rumbled, and a light flashed. Then, the rain fell, making static noise.
She got up and packed, a smiley emoji icon pasted on her face.
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson