Stupid People “She sat there, waiting. It had only been nine minutes but it had felt 30; where was he? He said he would be here, he really had. It was practically his job. Actually, there was no “practically” about it – it was definitely his job. His job was to help. To help and to comfort, that was what they had said. So where was he? She had started out fine this morning, but now her enforced freedom was beginning to alarm her even more. It had been such a struggle to get even this far, so where was he? As she looked around the room she smiled nervously at the emptiness, happy to be left alone. For once nobody stood watching. For the moment she could breathe, but that moment would soon be over. Why would he not just hurry up already? How long would she have left of this bliss? How long until somebody came and interrupted? She’d learnt by now that nothing stays good forever, and soon the people would come, and then it would all turn downhill from there. It wasn’t that she exactly disliked people, many would even say that she seemed the...
I often find myself sitting back and thinking "I just want to try this" or "I wonder what would happen if I experimented with that"... often these thoughts lead me to writing short little peices. These are the results of those adventurous thoughts...