The piece of paper, writhing as it fell
like a single shooting star trailing down to the surface of Earth that grants the wish of one innocent boy of spending his summer break with his family on a road trip.
Wanderlust has him dreamed of sandy beach and arid desert and rugged rocks
and verdant plants and unpigmented snow.
They needn't make plans for plans are for rigid and uncompromising stones,
rock solid.
For that piece of paper is just a week worth from
a mint planner,
marking the anniversary of her and her lover.
Granting the wish of one and crushing the dream of another.
A/Q
What color is your planner? Mine is mint with gold wordings.
