Monday's Fiction in 58

Fiction in 58 is the opportunity to tell a story in 58 words.

5 Ws, 1 H

He rose early, wiped sleep from his eyes, made coffee, thought about when.
Day-dreamed of where.
Conjured up how.
Who was he to have such fantasy?
What would come from this pattern of thought, the purveyance of chance, pushed by ambitions?
And why did it bother no one but himself, as he meandered through life, little boy lost.

2 comments:

Noah the Great said...

Those that don't think listen to society for their answers.

Donna said...

Love the title. That's a lot of questioning for 58 words! How many words is the answer? :)