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Weekly Contest #53
I feel cool liquid dripping down my hand. I have a strong sense that I should be moving but my feet feel glued to the scorching hot pavement. I wonder whose idea was the popsicles anyway. Not that it changes anything. I wouldn't want to live in a world were popsicles were a deal breaker anyway. Regardless I don't think I will ever look at a popsicle and not feel like things are getting away from me. My hand is starting to feel sticky and suddenly I'm in a hurry to get rid of the damn thing.The empty feeling suddenly washes over me the momen...
Weekly Contest #50
I look up again and try to collect my thoughts. The server is steadily losing her battle to hide her smirk. I don't blame her, choosing a meal in this place cannot be rocket science. There are basically two food groups, chicken and burgers and this place is not known for the latter. But instead of deciding if I should get my meal with chips or with pap my mind is swinging between wondering if I remembered to wipe the cornices or if I chose the right outfit. I know this is my Sunday best but I can't help going over my wardrobe again wondering...
Weekly Contest #49
His mind whirling he tried to take stock of his body and couldn’t feel a thing. Not the usual aches and cramps from lying prone for a long period. Nor the more current searing pain of a recently diagnosed but currently untreatable gastro illness. His view hadn't changed for 37 days and he had stopped wishing for a different view and started devising little games to keep himself entertained. Like some days he would only open his eyes after he felt someone in the room with him and he had guessed who it was. He had always been a betting man and...
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