This is how I'm feeling right now.
Also, here. I've been writing a lot of 72-word stories lately.
We were walking past my old stone school building, crouching and jumping from rock to mossy rock, and I had asked you what you wanted to be when you were a grown-up like your tired parents.
“I would tear off the suit and escape the office. I would run in darkness, sing by campfires, write beautifully, travel the world, eat foods we’ve only dreamt of.”
“I was being serious,” I said.
“Oh.”
If you're intrigued / want to read other stories by other people, please check out http://www.seventytwowords.com. It can be incredible.
Sara
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