I wrote a little piece of fiction today, which I’ve entitled “I Met Her Today”.
It starts off like this:
I was on the train when I saw her again.
I started the morning the usual way: uninspired, yet rushing towards a job I hate; hungry, yet eating up more than enough information; dissatisfied, but comfortable with the daily grind. Most of all, I was tired, but with energy to last until the next payday.
I was quickly boarded the jeep with rebellion seeping from all my pores- except my mouth. I was angry, and I did not want to continue doing what I have always been doing, but what choice did I have? What else could I—
… Until she sat next to me.
Interested to read more? Check it out here: http://writingsbydc.blogspot.com/2013/10/I-met-her-today.html
I’ve lately started writing down my thoughts on actual paper again – on a little blue notebook I carry around with me nearly anywhere. Ever since I went off to the unknown (a story for another day), I started logging my thoughts in pages with pen.
I love it.
This piece actually started as a few scribbled notes on my notebook about an instance that actually happened to me lately. I found it so funny how this person rode on the same transport I had, up until the train. I didn’t get off the same station as he did, nor did I give him a smile of some sort, but the experience was curious and novel to me that I just had to write it down.
I suppose the universe sometimes conspires to confuse, delight and annoy you in the most intriguing ways. (I feel it’s up to you to actually notice.)
As usual, thanks for listening.
