Spring Break

By: Gabriela Yareliz

A woman rammed her stroller into me like four times. Then, she ran over my foot, and then, hit my heel. I was irritated and as I shook my head clenching my jaw, I spotted some guy’s hat that said “stay kind.” Deep breaths. Sometimes, we need a break from the daily injuries you know? I am tired of New York City. Trains never run on time and on top of that, I have a psycho trying to mow me down.

It’s my personal philosophy that adults should get spring break. It’s not like I had OC-Tijuana spring breaks as a teen, in fact, usually, something disastrous would happen to us during that week— call it the Spring Break Curse— but despite the aforementioned curse, I have fond memories of spring break. It was a time to reset and step away from the books.

We need breaks. I don’t know what our resistance to breaks is, but we have it.

Sunshine, green grass, maybe some ocean air— we deserve a break.

Published by Gabriela Yareliz

Gabriela is a writer, editor and attorney. She loves the art of storytelling, and she is based in NYC.

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