100 WORD STORY - SIMPLY LONELY


Before the sun crests, it begins to paint the sky. A spectrum of colour invites another morning. Awaking opportunity, of a routine of brewing and pouring coffee then sitting on the front step to the welcoming song of the birds. My coffee cup meets my lips and I taste my first cup of the dark nectar. A quenching liquid to heighten my hyper senses to aggravate my introverted moment, before the stirring of the world. This is how I enjoy my days now since my tours to Afghanistan. Keeping it simple and enjoying life, what’s left of my lonely life.

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