My first 101 word story....
I watched the suitcase make its sixth excruciating trip around the baggage claim. Filled with notions of grandeur and royalty the bag spins around not knowing it’s alone.
‘Where might this bag have come from?’ I ask, letting my mind wander across continents in flash seconds. Creating a romantic back story for the bag was easier then creating my own.
I have lost focus; the bag begins its eighth trip. Sooner or later the belt will stop. I let myself think about the person in a faraway airport standing at an empty baggage claim. I will the belt to keep spinning.
‘Where might this bag have come from?’ I ask, letting my mind wander across continents in flash seconds. Creating a romantic back story for the bag was easier then creating my own.
I have lost focus; the bag begins its eighth trip. Sooner or later the belt will stop. I let myself think about the person in a faraway airport standing at an empty baggage claim. I will the belt to keep spinning.