Most meetings happen by chance and I was certainly not planning to meet anyone that day and certainly not come in close physical contact with them. I was looking for a new pair of glasses and just as I thought I found some I liked they were sold right in front of me. I should have taken that as a sign that it would not be my day but something told me that the day was yet to be done and that maybe things would turn around. So I went and had a coffee in my usual place and kept hoping something, or more accurately someone, would turn up. (more…)
23, September 2007
All Years Waiting
Filed under: Absolutely nothing to do with reality, Blogroll, Dreams, Experimental, Fictional Writings, Novel Ideas, Short Stories, Thoughts, Vague Ramblings, Vignettes, Weird, dreamlike, fiction, writing — Tags: experimental short story — David Raho @ 8:40 pm
















