The Daily Grind
When I first arrived in the city, it felt entirely normal. People went to work: returned from work. They performed
their normal tasks then went to their usual leisure activities. I walked among them as if I belonged. I sat down
for lunch as the sun was at its peak, the sky was so bright - too bright. Every building reflected and magnified
the sun’s rays. I looked to the ground to try and give my stinging eyes a break, but the roads shone just as bright.
I glanced at the people around me to see if they too felt the burn of the light, but they simply continued with their
day. Footsteps ground against the pavement. Like glass against glass. Nobody seemed bothered that the soles
of their feet eroded a fraction with every step. Nobody even glanced at the shining collections of sand in the
crevices from years at the daily grind.
their normal tasks then went to their usual leisure activities. I walked among them as if I belonged. I sat down
for lunch as the sun was at its peak, the sky was so bright - too bright. Every building reflected and magnified
the sun’s rays. I looked to the ground to try and give my stinging eyes a break, but the roads shone just as bright.
I glanced at the people around me to see if they too felt the burn of the light, but they simply continued with their
day. Footsteps ground against the pavement. Like glass against glass. Nobody seemed bothered that the soles
of their feet eroded a fraction with every step. Nobody even glanced at the shining collections of sand in the
crevices from years at the daily grind.
-WR
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