Drought’s End
May 7th, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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It was almost dark and he pulled into his driveway a happy man.
He had planned to be home in time for lunch, or at least to be at home at lunchtime, home in time for his favorite talking heads to read him the news he’d missed in the morning while he showered so as to make himself presentable at his favorite café, his best black journal open, crying out for him not to allow yet another eight-day lapse without so much as a single penstroke.
It was almost dark and he was happy to have generated three whole sentences.
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