Day: June 21, 2020

From my desk

From my desk: 06/21/2020

So I started on the road at 9:00 am this morning. I am finally climbing into bed in North Carolina, after showering and the such. It was a nice ride and I got about 1.5 hours further than I usually do when I drive to Florida because there wasn’t much traffic…on my side of the highway!

I was so excited and bummed at the same time today. Waze, which is what I was using for my directions, had me go through Washington DC instead of around it. I was pretty far from it but I got a shot of the Washington Monument.

Super small but still real!

Anyhow, I had to shut my camera off so that I could see the directions and next thing you know, I am driving practically right past the Washington Monument, then past the Jefferson Memorial (I could see right through it and I saw Jefferson sitting there), and then……..get this…….The Pentagon! Where was my GoPro? In the trunk! I was so mad. Then to make matters worse, a few minutes later I’m passing Quantico! Yesterday when I was packing I said to myself to put the GoPro in the front with me but this morning I forgot. I may try to go back that way on my drive home!

Besides that, driving into New Jersey I saw green trees and grass! That is amazing because it is always so barren looking to me, but without all the pollution I think it is healing.

I did have to stop for a nap in Maryland, which took about an hour off my ride, so I was making really good time and wasn’t speeding, well mostly not speeding.

Goodnight and I will update my travels tomorrow evening when I arrive in Palm Coast Florida to see a dear friend.

Peace to you all and stay safe and healthy!

Fiction Flashfiction Random Writings Weekend Writing

Story Prompt Sunday

Written for Stacey Jaine McIntosh: https://staceyjainemcintosh.com/2020/06/21/story-prompt-sunday-42/

His body, flecked with scars, was a puzzle of near misses and mistakes he swore he’d never make again.
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His body, flecked with scars, was a puzzle of near misses and mistakes he swore he’d never make again. But here he was. Back in the ring. 

Danny couldn’t remember how he got back into this mess. The last thing he does remember is stepping out of the bar for a quick smoke and a woman approaching him. She had a super short mini skirt, definitely too short for a woman her age, but looking very tempting to Danny’s lonely heart. He stared at her as she approached him, while she looked down at her phone, seemingly laughing at someone she was facetiming. Now he is here. 

Where is here anyhow? It looks like a nice apartment. He can see out the floor to ceiling windows that he is still in the heart of the city. He didn’t know anyone that lived in the city itself. He had no clothes on, where were his clothes? 

Danny climbed out of bed, feeling not at all uncomfortable walking around the apartment naked. There didn’t seem to be anyone there with him. Walking towards the windows he could see her face in the reflection of the window. She was watching him, but where was she standing. Danny turned quickly but there was no one there. He walked toward the spot that she had been standing when he saw her reflection but there was no one there and there was no outlet from that particular spot.  

Danny stood, puzzled, feeling as though he was being watched but unable to find anyone in the apartment with him. Was he losing his mind? What had he been drinking? Slowly, Danny walked towards what he assumed was the bathroom. Opening the door, he reached in and turned on the switch. As the light flickered on he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and the woman standing directly behind him. Turning quickly to address her, he realized he was still alone.  

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