It’s yet another dark, dreary morning. I wonder why the nights aren’t endless. Then the sinister mornings wouldn’t return. These gloomy mornings remind me of my vulnerabilities, and give me no choice but to face this loveless world squarely; everyday.
Oh! It’s almost 7:30 A.M. and I’m late for work again. No time for breakfast, but I’ll throw in a quick sandwich.
I pull out two slices and I lay them on the board. A pair of bright eyes and a wide, smiling mouth stare back at me. Oh wait! Is it a heart?
Well, that’s a sign. Maybe, there’s hope…
Here’s another edition of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff – Fields. Much thanks to Kelvin M. Knight for this week’s prompt.
Find some fabulous entries to this weeks Friday Fictioneers here.
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