Flash Fiction – Yearning

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There once was a man, who spent his days basking in the sunlight and relaxing in the park. He had no boss to push his deadlines, he had no deadlines. He had no money worries and had many friends he could share his time with. Everything was easy and fresh and oh so awful.  How he yearned to be inside a stuffy office, he would stand in the park sometimes and just stare up at an office window and try to see through its reflective glass. He thought he could make out a cubicle, with in tray full of papers. Oh the yearning.

There were days where the sun was out and he had a picnic blanket laid out on the freshly mown grass with a champagne lunch. Whilst sharing joke with a friend, he would laugh so hard his head would tip back a face the warm blue sky, but as his head came back down, his eyes would catch another office vista, this time a meeting room, with people in uncomfortable clothes, looking stressed and mutely mouthing words of anger at each other. How his heart ached to be there.

He thought one day he could just leave his life and step in to that one, get rid of his carefree existence and start a new one with emails and pot plants, the harmony of seven phones ringing at once and self centred people taking all the credit for the work he’d done. But how could he do that, he wasn’t that lucky, not him. He would have just continue existing as he did, with that shred of hope wearing down each time he looked up a one of those square grey and brown office buildings.

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Short Story Writer and Opinionated observer. Visit my blog for all this and more. https://theresidentweeble.wordpress.com/

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