It’s another day at work. Another day where I will stare out the window pretending to be deep in thought. Another day where I will spend the majority of the ferry ride writing and wondering.
I wonder if she’s as lonely without me as I am right now without her. Or is she on a beach somewhere soaking up the sun as I sit here in my car waiting for the rain to stop.
Sometimes, I wonder, will this rain ever stop? Or is the rain a symbol of the pain I’m feeling?
That’s all for now,
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.