Chasing Bee's

She pushes the door open as the wind is trying to hold back,almost as if it locking her in,as the door opens she moves forward with her left foot first.The cars in the parking lot driving looking for their destination of stance,as she slowly makes her way through ,approaching the street to where she lives,walking with a smile for today is a summer day no care in the world,sipping on her juice gazing down on the street,she takes the time to think about what is important to her in that moment.A neighbour lifts his arm with a wave and a discreet smile cracking the aged mans face,he nod"s a wink and a smile is returned.A group of teenagers working on an old beat up car performing surgery to try and get it's heart beating again look as she passes,ten steps before the curb a flying creature latches on to her drink hoping to feast on the sweetness of the juice,as she panics to her phobia ,she becomes oblivious to her surroundings and steps off the curb badly twisting her ankle,limping home she arrives and explains the situation as we laugh it seems no matter where she goes they are present,almost as if she is Chasing Bee's.Brad Feb 25 2009