From Melbourne, Australia, I love creative writing and food, particularly a good quality cheese or some sort of dairy.
A Nervous Wait
As soon as she walked in there was a feeling of unease that all eyes were on her as she scurried up and down the aisles of the pharmacy looking for it. She was certain that everyone in there was watching her, knowing what it was that she was looking for, judging her. But of course, they weren’t, not really. She was just a little on edge, that’s all. She’s a self-conscious person anyway and it probably didn’t help that she was in her stinky activewear, having just finished her morning run. She knew that she must’ve looked a sight; windblown, sweaty hair, no makeup, and a flushed face. That Amazon woman with her amazingly tanned body, not a blemish in sight, and perfectly shaped butt she saw in aisle three wasn’t helping the situation either.
Take a Leap
No help from the airline, on the plane I stand. Reading the safety instructions, I don’t understand, so I leap. Evening. Walking the streets of suburbia, I see houses with their lights on but I don’t want to enter. Walking by a group of tattooed men, staring at me. They nod, I say “hello” - they look surprised. One turns to say, “thank you.” I’ve made them happy. I’m not scared, but I don’t want to be there, so I leap.
No one knows where the drones came from. They just appeared one day, and they haven’t stopped since. They come from any direction, can arrive at any time, and can be for anyone. What we do know is that one arrives with a package, and that it arrives every day. Every. Single. Day.