Afternoon
It should have been the warmest time of day
However, he shuttered as the driving wind whipped off the lake
And careened around the skyscrapers until it was a force of its own
The freezing snow bit deep into the skin on his face as each pellet
Stung his cheek
He was glad that he wore glasses
He kept hunching his shoulders forward hoping to close his coat
Tighter about him
Everyone was rushing to get
Somewhere
Leaning with heads down, bundled head-to-toe, with only one thought
To get inside
He drove on head-long down the slippery sidewalk single-mindedly
Thinking only of his destination
When he misstepped on the curb and as he was going down
He wondered about a climate that was eternal summer
He bounced hard and there was a loud cracking sound with the second
Thud
There was a warm feeling in the back of his head
Like a spring breeze when it catches you from behind
And it lifts your hair gently to kiss the skin beneath
He saw the towering bright buildings standing silently
And heard the anger of the wind yelling at them and the frozen snow
Just before darkness and sleep