One Of Those

Let me explain. I’d been sitting there doing nothing for months and then, out of the blue, my right ear dropped off and landed on the table. I ended up just tidying it away when I was tidying away some other things. It was no bother.

I don’t really know what happened. It’s possible that I heard something I didn’t want to hear, but it was probably just one of those.

Gamechanger

A man came out of his house and said something. He seemed agitated but calm. Unfortunately, there was nobody there to hear it.

Nothing Seems to Come From Something

One day toward the end of summer, while wandering around town lost in pointless thought, I found myself approaching the tall grey wall of the prison. The sunshine was warm enough, but as I entered the shadow cast by the prison wall the temperature dropped suddenly and I felt obliged to hold myself, as if my blanket had been abruptly snatched from me during the night.

I followed the curve of the pavement around the prison and saw that the shade came to an end as the wall curved away to the right some fifty yards in the distance. My step quickened as I anticipated regaining the warmth of the sun’s glow.

I was on the verge of reaching my goal when the light thrown on the pavement began to recede and merge with the shade I was walking in. I glanced up at the sky and saw an enormous grey cloud rolling across the sun, completely obscuring it. I looked back at the pavement and found that the small pleasure that I’d been eager to recapture had been taken from me. Both the sunshine and the shade were gone, leaving nothing but the monotone paving stones.