Ex-Sanity (Insomnia, Installment 13)

It was, what – twenty minutes ago? ten? probably less than that – she was desperately missing her ex-boss, her ex-home, her whole ex-life.

But everything is relative. Now she would welcome even the recent boss, home, and life she had rapidly grown to despise.

She looks around, disbelieving.

All of it.

Gone.

Insomnia Christopher Michel Wikimedia Commons
Christopher Michel

 

This is a Six Sentence Stories installment. The cue was “ex.”

Click here for Installment 12.

Click here for Installment 14.

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Author: Deborah Lee

I like trees, dreaming, magic, books, paper, floating, dreaming, rhinos, rocks, stargazing, wine, dragonflies, trains, and silence to hear the world breathe.

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