wander, stumble, wonder

By imo_weg

Unexpected

Walking home on a dark night, my podcast's finished but I'm too busy listening to the breeze in the trees and the plovers chattering to notice. A long stretch of dark footpath beckons, my feet swoosh through leaves. Without notice a shop front appears, displaying its wares as a bright haven for the scared. As quickly as it appeared, I'm past it, swooshing through the autumnal night, back into the peaceful dark.

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