Unemployed

I had time to sit. Time to sit and watch fall. Fall was a season I hated every year, it meant  time to return to school. Last year was the first fall that I was not in school, I had time to enjoy it. This year, I knew what to expect. I was laid off from my job and I didn't really want another. I had time to think, time to read. No one was expecting much from me. When I had a job i would always bust my ass, but today I sat on my parents back porch. I watched dead leaves dangle from the trees. The wind blew them in every direction. They were hanging from the smallest of fibers and could drift away at any moment. I sat on the wood deck with my legs bent and in front of me. My elbows rest on my knee caps, my hands cradled a pellet rifle. I picked a far off leaf and studied it, it's broad face would catch the wind and it would twirl. One side green, the other brown and the edges curled. I set my crosshairs on it. When the wind picked up the  leaf would move violently to the left and spin, then relax. My right index finger tensed. I was waiting for the brown side of the leaf to turn my way for just a second.