WINDs drabbles

[noahlondon]

Questions That Need No Answer

Sometime after his first bottle of beer, he had lost all track of time. Not that it really mattered, of course, because the hour had lost it’s meaning as of late. No longer was he rising early in the morning for work, breaking for lunch, or slipping between the sheets in the dead of night. Instead, his days

Comments

[zowawowa]

I know I've told you this before, but you are such a fabulous writer when you are half-awake. <3