And I was No Where at All #microfiction #travel #dpchallenge


Destination: no where at all

The words flashed on the screen in the airport.

I was glad to be on my last leg of my journey.

“Where was it the ticket said I was going?”

No matter the airline knows.

The pilot most certainly knows.

As I grabbed my gear,

a back pack that had once been a suitcase on wheels,

I ascended 4 metal steps on the bus.

I scratched my head at what should be unfamiliar.

There it was a seat – my temporary objective.

I smiled as I sat down into pleasant discomfort.

“I’ll order a coffee when the flight attendant comes by.”

Then began our journey on what must have at one time been round.

I saw long grey, fuzzy ears and remarked,

“One donkey is able to pull all of us?”

As I looked around, it was only myself and the driver.

Then after what seemed an interminable, short-time we stopped.

The donkey brayed unwilling to go a step further.

“This is the end of the road,” the driver said in a language I did not understand.

An old weather beaten sign said “You have reached: NO WHERE Population: Unknown

 

 

no where

Today’s prompt at WordPress is In Transit. I was feeling a bit Dr Whoish

Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?

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13 thoughts on “And I was No Where at All #microfiction #travel #dpchallenge

  1. I recognize this too…a lot! I wonder often, if it’s exactly that, we are going to nowhere, so all the rush is/can be pretty futile, in the bigger picture, perhaps. Rushing to get to nowhere. That thought/sense always makes me smile 🙂
    Great take on In Transit.

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  2. Pingback: Transiting | It's Mayur Remember?

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