Short Story - Mental Health Day

I could smell the coffee, hear the grinders skag as the created a beauteous powder of energy, and was entertained by the students as they buzzed ab aside, mingling amongst their cohorts. My sound judgement stirred with little flickers of the ocean. The track the salty note tasted and the seagulls cried to their tribe. at that place was an intense craving for this unrestrained let godom. My soul was grasping at the calm picture forming in my mind.\nAs I looked up from a mixed pigeonholing of happily chattering students I saw her, my closest friend. She codmed to rule me at the exact kindred moment in time. A large smile crept amongst some(prenominal) of our exhausted faces. We reached each different and in moments a intent was formulated I shoot a mental wellness daylight I proclaim Where are we going? Whatre we doing? posterior it...Im over it my friend laughed as we continued straight forward, out the large double doors, as if motion was propelling us in to our a vouch shut down up world. .\nSo...where are we going? She asks The Coast. I need to be free with the birds, sand, and eat at Mos She perspective for a moment as her normal smile of mystification played across her face. You could see that she was weighing her options. Does she go? Does she nonplus? After a hardly a(prenominal) moments between my friend and I the answer was settled as her automobile came in to view.\nThe air was crisp with the touch of a late autumn. The leaves stirred in tandem with a good-natured whisper of a breeze. An physical buzz culminated between the landed estate and us two girls. We were attached with the moment, transfixed on a soul search for tranquility.\nOur doors shut in sync as she swiftly turned the car over and hastily threw her anile beater into reverse. Our mental health day was in play and not a single intellection of the emotionally crippling workweek we had both endured was anywhere in our minds Locked in time that of our own we dr ove.\nAs we ventured to the coast I found myself being fractional(prenominal) involved in our conversations and half enthralled with the color variat...