It was a tranquil morning. Harold could feel a faint breeze pass across his face then rustle through the nearby trees, carpeting the silence with a gentle steady hush. Now and then he heard the lilting warble of a lonely robin, fluttering on the wind as it vanished into the emptiness of the day. As the minutes passed, Harold felt the stillness of Time itself, stretching endlessly through past and future, into dimensions known and unknown, and he wondered if his double cheeseburger with onion rings would ever arrive.
Have it your way, Sharon H.
I feel much as Harold does, but it’s not a cheeseburger I’m waiting for.
Epic scroll down! Such a nice story, I could almost feel the calm but definitely didn’t go where I expected it to.
YES!! I’m so glad that I waited for the picture. I was expecting an animal and a picturesque countryside. I got a wonky eyed pug in a drive thru. SNORT YOUR COFFEE FUNNY!!
Awesome one Mike! It was so calming & idyllic and then I burst out in giggles when I got to the cheeseburger & onion rings. What a hoot!!
Hmmm…I could go for some onion rings….
When Harold stares into the void, the void stares back into him.
Writing M Shyamalan wishes he could pull off. Seriously, how can this be more effective than “The Happening?”
Just saying, I found out I’m allergic to onions. No rings in my future. I’m jealous.
I was expecting a photo of a dog in downward dog pose! Too funny!
I was reminded of something that happened to me back in the mid-80s. It was a few days before Christmas and I was taking the train to London to see “The Nutcracker” at Covent Garden. For some reason I was running late, so I was dismayed to discover that there were no staff either in the ticket office (I ignored the Staff Only sign on the door to check) or on the platform. At the time you couldn’t buy tickets on the train and faced a fine if you were found travelling without one, but rather than miss the show I took the risk. Fortunately the ticket collector took pity on me and gave me a note allowing me to pay at Euston. It turned out that the entire staff at my local station had decided to have a party, leaving the place unattended.
YES, I WAS THAT PUG
ACK! Mike you are a living doll! Those words really penetrated me!
😂😂😂😂😂
The look of indignation on the pug’s face
Thank you, Mike!
Mike:
As someone who often communicates via various (sometimes-obscure) quotations, I so appreciate yours.
‘I understood that reference’ meme (here).
Love, B.