“Yard Sale of Destiny,” the sign said. In need of ideas, she gave it a shot. At the stated address she found cardboard boxes of old sheets, VHS tapes, costume jewelry and paperback novels. Was this shabby detritus her destiny? Disturbed by the implications, she signed up for a yoga class on the way home.
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7 comments:
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December 22, 2011 at 11:26 PMI've heard that Yoga cures Hoarding!
I loved your 55 Ann.
It was PERFECTLY written
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Holiday...G
Ann, I am laughing at the synchronicity at play between our 55s. :)
December 23, 2011 at 12:11 AMI smiled at the VHS tapes. And the yoga class - she definitely needs to find her center :)
But the treasure IS there if you but just dig a little deeper. Of course, a little yoga never hurts...unless your me and overdo it ending up with a severe case of bursitis in the left hip requiring weeks and weeks of physical therapy and tears of pain and, oh well, where were we? Oh yes, treasure. It's there. Or so I've been told. :)
December 23, 2011 at 6:49 AMssmiles...if destiny was only so easy to capture...smiles....nice 55.
December 23, 2011 at 3:22 PMoh and hope you have a great christmas!
December 23, 2011 at 3:22 PMI like this....yard sale of destiny, the shabby detritus of a discarded life. Yoga would help.
December 24, 2011 at 9:21 AMOne of my favorites thus far.
Isn't shabby detritus everyone's destiny, yoga or not?
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