Peaceful Afternoon

Peaceful Afternoon

 

I am reading a heavy book while sitting on a hard green plastic chair. The words become lifeless and dull, not because the content is dry, but the afternoon heat is constantly draining me. I stare at the empty wall as the hot dry air heats up my skin. Cold sweat forms on my forehead as I pant restlessly.

 

I put down my book on the wooden table and walk heavily to the kitchen, which seems to be miles away.

 

“klak”, as I open the grey fridge door. My eyes browse through the fridge, searching for something refreshing.

 

I take out a few bottles of soft drinks – Coke, Sprite, and Kickapoo. Then I take out a clear Bohemian wine glass from the wooden cupboard and slowly mix the colourful soft drinks in it. A few crystal clear ice cubes slip into the mixture to take a bath. My right hand covers the glass and I start to shake it hard for one good minute – a perfectly made cocktail then emerge.

 

I quickly drink the fizzy potion – cool, icy liquid with countless tiny bubbles flows down my burning throat and send me to a state of pleasure beyond imagination. It’s like hell turned heaven.

 

I flow to the soft sofa at the sky blue room and sink down on it gently; then close my eyes and allow my muscles to relax. I indulge myself in calmness while the soothing song peaceful afternoon brings me to heaven.

 

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Original version:

 

It is hot afternoon.

 

I am reading some books. The hot air makes me sweat. I become lifeless.

 

I go to the kitchen and took out bottles of soft drinks. I make a glass of cooling cocktail.

 

I sit of the sofa and play peaceful afternoon

 

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