for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Shelter.
I’ve just opened my curtain, just a little because it’s grey out there, very grey and it’s raining, not proper rain, just dreary drizzle.
I turned off the news channel because it’s all bad news about fuel prices going up, interest rates going up, infections going up; it goes on and on.
The last thing I heard didn’t surprise me, as apparently today, the third Monday of January is officially the most depressing day of the year, it’s called Blue Monday.
I’m off to work now and pacing around under a shelter about to take a boring bus trip on a rain-soaked road to get there and when I do everyone will be miserable, customers and staff alike.
But let’s look on the bright side, in about fifteen hours the most depressing day of the year will be behind us for another twelve months!
Having said that I’ve just heard tomorrow’s weather forecast and it’s much the same as today’s but at least it won’t be the third Monday of January!
Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.