Surface Tension

I wake up in the morning and feel warm blankets over me. I look up at the ceiling of my bedroom and notice a few rays of gray light have come through the window and a few cracks I have never noticed. An hour later I'm outside walking and the concrete makes a slapping sound under my sneakers. A puddle from last night's rain shows ripples from a light wind blowing. I look at a tree and raise my camera to capture the patterns of light on the surface of some leaves. The leaves move side-to-side with the breeze, blurring the photo. Tires screech on the street, coming to an abrupt stop at a red light, the car needs a bath after a storm.