His mind was playing tricks, due to a lack of sleep, and the strong black coffee wasn’t doing him any good. All he could do, is sit in his favorite chair, and stare out the window.
Quick Fiction
His mind was playing tricks, due to a lack of sleep, and the strong black coffee wasn’t doing him any good. All he could do, is sit in his favorite chair, and stare out the window.
A Pondering Mind 
4 responses to “Quick Fiction”
somedays are like that. 😦 I’ve definitely had my fill of them.
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I’m pretty sure that I had a couple of those days…
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So funny!
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Thank you
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