Thursday, August 21, 2008

Number 2

The air was cool this morning. It was all too early for him as he walked through the door. He sighed at the thought of another day in this horrid place. People swarmed around him like flies on a decaying carcass. He sighed again. He felt that his days were too long and his free time was stolen away from him. Whatever happened to the times when one could just sit and enjoy solitude?

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