Doin' Nothin'

The sun was still high in the sky and a slight breeze was beginning to stir. It was a perfeact day or at least what Peter thought of a perfect day. The sun was not too hot and the wind was not too cold, it was just perfect. There wasn't a cloud in the sky that day letting the sun shine on the world below. Peter was laying with his hands behind his head in the grass this preticular day. He was just chillaxing in the day letting the worries of the morning flow out of him like a flowing river. Peter had his eyes softly closed as he thought about what he was going to do in the afternoon. Peter had a plathora of things to choose from and he intended to do all of the ones he could fit into his afternoon. He hadn't any students come yet sense it was the first semester of the year and so Peter was not in his classroom. Peter dreeded the thought of returning to his classroom in case some students had appeared. He hated meeting new people because he assumed they would always judge him harshly and so Peter would lay in the grass with his hands behind his head waiting. Waiting for the time someone would find him but untill then he would sleep.

"My, my what a wonderful day," Peter thought out loud as he drifted off to sleep.