107 - Breaking Spring

It started raining and this breeze came in. Not long after, as if part of the same moment, an earthquake began. It was mild at first but it built gradually. Still there were no great shunts. Rather the room swayed in slow motion while the rain hammered away, creating a curtain of rising water noise. The breath of the afternoon exhaled up off the street as the tarmac cooled. My head toppled. I went to sleep with a headache and woke up soon after covered in sweat. It was dusk by then and the rain had stopped. I could hardly see. Just blue luminescence hung with raindrops out the window. Adhesive heat stood on the shivering air.