The wait (50 Word story)

I sit in silence, staring at a white wall.Blank.Just like my head.
Instead of thinking I just do a couple of blinking of my diminished
neurons.I just sit,cigarette in my hand,the smoke corrupting my lungs.
I sit and wait,for what is coming to wich I´m helpless.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.


    1. Hola Satire, long time no see.
      So your going to Gran Canaria, hopefully you British don´t have a heat stroke, as you know it´s extrememly hot here.
      Tu español es muuuuuy bueno

      1. Hey Charlie. I do most of my blogging as The Whitechapel Whelk these days. Como esta hombre? You in Gran Canaria? I’ll buy you a cerveza man.

  1. Certainly honest. But you don’t sound like your usual self, Charly. Money problems still weighing you down? If so, you’re in good company. The author and playwright Cormac McCarthy said, “I never had any doubts about my abilities. I knew I could write. I just had to figure out how to eat while doing this.” There’s always Wishing you better days.

    1. Thanks for the link, I already checked it out. Quite something, now a days you don´t have to go out to the streets and beg for money, you can do it from an internet caffe.

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