In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 257
I had lunch with a friend of mine, today.
While we were eating, she told me stories of her quest to find a new place, how she had visited so many different places only to be disappointed in every single of them. One of the main reasons for that was the illusion being sold to her via pictures, brochures, and website links. The real deal had nothing to do with those carefully constructed scenarios and once the dismay set in, nothing could cheer her up. Given that she’s aware of the things I love to write, I scribbled this for her using her account as a reference. She loved it. Perhaps, you will too. Enjoy and until tomorrow.
Everything looked better in the pictures. The rooms were bigger, the furniture appeared new, light shone everywhere.
In reality, the divisions were cold, cramped, drowning in vestigial traces of memories long gone.
Only Amber’s paintings had real substance, protruding from the walls into the depths of Jack’s imagination. Her brush, his thoughts.
Home hypnotic home.