Perspective

“Nice party in there.”

“Yeah it’s pretty lavish. Just came out here to get some air. The city looks different today, doesn’t it? Poetic, somehow.”

“Sure. Makes you wonder about the meaning of life.”

“A feather duster and three chocolate bars.”

“Pardon?”

“I brought the chocolates for my kids but none of them would accept them because, apparently, they were of an ‘inferior’ brand. I was going back to the shop to buy new ones, when at a stop light, a little boy came up to my car, trying to sell feather dusters. I gave the chocolates to him. He beamed like he had been handed the universe.”

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