Your Friday Four Line Prose starter this week: anticipation.
I cannot wait for November to arrive.
Mine:
I have inspected the bars of this cage so often, so carefully, that I can see their every blemish with my eyes closed. I have tested them, over and over, seeking out a weakness, a crack that could be turned into a break, into freedom.
And I have found one at last - but still I wait.
Soon... soon the time will be right and then I shall be unleashed upon the world.
Kat is coming home this afternoon and she'll be staying for the week. This will be the longest we've been together since... June? I know that's not incredibly long, but it feels like forever at this point.
Anyway, today's prompt is: anticipation.
Mine:
My thoughts won't stay in single file, My lips won't put away their smile, My eyes keep turning to the road - I've entered Waiting For You mode.
The sky is a little more blue, The birds sing a little more true, The air's a little more alive - I can't wait for you to arrive.