Stirrings of Air- A Slice of Life Tuesday

The fan whirs…

The sound grows as it’s head turns towards me.

When it is looking directly at me, the cool moving air makes my hair waver up and down.

As it rotates back, a larger gust graces my face making all of my skin cooler for just a moment.

The rushing air lessens,

The sound diminishes

as I await the next turn in my direction.

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