A May Night

The air smells of freshly cut grass There's a bug on my arm, ew I think I scared it away. Good. What did I come out here to do? I've lived here for ten years and I've never seen the flowers on this bush bloom as beautiful as this. Why not? It's kind of chilly out here. I need a sweater. That's better. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if the sky was green and the grass was blue. Life probably wouldn't be any different. We'd just go on like we do now calling the sky green and the grass blue. It would just be normal. I want some chocolate milk. Yum. Now I'm full. Too full. Milk was a bad choice.