55 flash (non)fiction friday
Missing . . .
like the cream in my coffee . . .
not quite right
like the staw on a juice box . . .
not as easy as it should be
like music on my walk to work . . .
quiet, yet unbearably noisey
like a day without laughter
or a night without stars
something is missing . . .
I can't put my finger on what
*EDIT* 55Flash Fiction Friday - Not feeling all that creative this morning...with a minor edit this post from last night can almost fit the guidelines, and this is my offering
posted by The Melody Censor at 9:51 PM
2 comment:
Were you looking for suggestions, Susan?
So aptly put!
I personally have many days like this.....
And, don't forget the unnerving feeling that you've forgotten something at home, and can't for the life of you figure out what it is....
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