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Caffeine Connection
Michael leaned over his morning paper. Flicking through the pages his eyes scanned for any sign of good news.
He was out of luck, there was none!
All he could see was bad, bad, bad. Continual trouble in the Middle East, the President putting his foot in his mouth once again, floods and disaster over the world; he couldn’t even get a glimmer of hope from stock market reports.
Pausing, Michael took a drink of his steaming coffee. Leaning back he raised his cup to the nearby percolator in silent salute. At least there was something he could rely on.
He was out of luck, there was none!
All he could see was bad, bad, bad. Continual trouble in the Middle East, the President putting his foot in his mouth once again, floods and disaster over the world; he couldn’t even get a glimmer of hope from stock market reports.
Pausing, Michael took a drink of his steaming coffee. Leaning back he raised his cup to the nearby percolator in silent salute. At least there was something he could rely on.
Published 27th Apr 2020
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27th Apr 2020 7:14pm
I liked that a lot... descriptive and interesting, and very true to society, despite you labeling it as fiction. For awhile, I was reading the news every day and I was becoming quite depressed... poetry has been a far more enlightening and productive endeavor for me, and my depression has been a bit better now that I've largely replaced the news with poetry. Heh... I relate to your 'fiction' story :)
*sips my coffee* completely relate lol
*sips my coffee* completely relate lol
27th Apr 2020 7:35pm
there's trouble in Mudville ...nice write,love the morning paper...not so much a coffee lover :)
