Turn

At my mid-morning break, mug in hand in the parking lot 2 feet away from the bus stop, i experienced sun from the southeast and a northwesterly breeze.

I was warm and chilly all at once. And it was all good. Even if i was too congested to hear in my right ear. My cheeks felt. I closed my eyes to take in the sensation. I was desireless. I clutched my fingers to register the warmth of my empty mug, breathed in, and savored the moment that was perfect.

As soon as i labeled the moment "desireless", though, the peace dissipated.