Collecting himself from the sidewalk, gathering up all his blood and pain, he launches himself into the air at improbable speed.
Catapulting through the air, he bounces off the surface of the building, leaving a streak of him-ness.
Breathing deeply
he jumped.
I like my imagined endings to this. Thanks for making that possible. ^_^
ReplyDeleteCaptcha was "shedness" for that comment, and it seemed worth remembering.
ReplyDeleteI don't know why, but I wrote it backward.
ReplyDeleteMaybe that's hopeful, but I didn't see it.
I guess I was really depressed last night because both the things I wrote are really dark. I'm sorry, I tried to write something nice but it was caught somewhere and couldn't make the appointment.
I understand completely. Write in darkness, get something dark, or so I've been told...
ReplyDeleteNext time, write in sunshine.
Hm. My previous comment is really funny and I can't remember writing it.
ReplyDeleteAnd next time, I'll find some sunshine.
Hmm... a sleep-poster? That's even more dangerous than being a sleep-walker.
ReplyDeleteMaybe this will help.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_-agl0pOQfs&feature=player_embedded
NOPE
ReplyDeleteIT WILL NOT HELP WITH SUNSHINE, ONLY WITH LESS SLEEP
IT MADE ME LAUGH. DIDN'T YOU BELIEVE IN PYRAMIDS AS A KID? DIDN'T YOU GET MAD WHEN SCIENTISTS LIED TO YOU ABOUT HOW MAGNETS WORK? YES, I AM SHOUTING AT YOU OVER THE INTERNET:
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