He put the book in his lap and gazed out at the sunshine. A blackbird whistled in the walnut tree and a squirrel ran away with his plunder. So much life, he thought. Maybe he should go for a walk in the forest, while it was still such fine weather? Then again, he might meet someone and he was not in the mood for talking. He leaned back into his armchair with a content sigh and let his eyes wander across the living room and up to the face of the grandfather clock. It had been two hours already. He smiled. It was not as if he had anything else he needed to do today. So he picked up his book again and let himself be drawn into the words and the world they created in his mind.
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Extrovert – Introvert (4 of 4)
Posted by Beatrix MGN on August 12, 2015
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Extrovert – Introvert (3 of 4)
He drummed his fingers on the table. Then he bit his nails. A distant car engine made him go to the window, but it continued past the sleepy village. Silence descended over the living room. He froze and the silence grew, ripping through his eardrums to tear up his insides. He paced the carpet, stamping his feet to chase the silence away, but there was still an emptiness in the room which he could not fill with noise, and the void sucked at him, threatening to drag him down into nothingness. He picked up his phone, still pacing. Who wouldn’t be at work? He sent out a text with “Hi, How’s it going?” to ten different numbers. When the phone vibrated, he sat down with a sigh. It was not much, but it could keep the void at bay for a while.
Posted by Beatrix MGN on August 10, 2015
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