A cold, rainy afternoon. I opened the door of the café and decided it was time to finally go home. Another journey has ended. A man dropped a letter on the street. I tried to run after him but he was nowhere to be found. Looked at the address stated in the letter. I can see the words “Can we start over again?” in the middle of the page. A smile spread across my face. Going home? Nah. I’m off to another adventure!
Blog entry in response to/ inspired by Writing 101: Day Five: Be Brief