Flash Fiction of the day, Thoughts on the Train Ride Home, by Hayley Carr

“This is the real secret of life — to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realize it is play.”

― Alan Watts

Bike rider on the DART train.

From my old online journal The Daily Epiphany – Saturday, December 12, 1998

Too Early

Seven o’clock is too early to be at work on a Saturday. Setting that alarm on a Friday night for five the next morning was not a pleasant task.

I had to go in, I really did. We had a training course on some safety related stuff and I was supposed to attend so I could judge if everything was being done properly. I had to take a test, it was impossible for me to concentrate, to think about what I was doing. It was amazing that I passed.

I was home by one and had plenty of things to do. I had big plans, really did. Candy went out to run errands and the kids were being behaved; Lee working on his K’nex and some drawings, Nicholas practicing how to skip rope (he made his own skipping rope from a heavy string, cutting a bunch of drinking straws up and stringing them along the cord) so I stretched out on the couch with a book.

In a blink it was three hours later, I was woozy and my back curled and painful from sleeping on the too short sofa.

Another day, another spin of the world. Another afternoon on the couch.

And today’s flash fiction – Thoughts on the Train Ride Home, by Hayley Carr

from Flash Fiction Magazine

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