A pot of freshly brewed coffee. A bowl of crispy Cornflakes. A fed cat. Happy kids watching age inappropriate TV shows. Country music on the radio. A trip to Chessington in the offing.
Surveying my little empire this morning, the Gates of Janus are briefly shutted.
Came second in a flash fiction writing contest last night. Fear not though, executive recruiters, I won't be quitting the corporate world just yet. I'm going to donate my winnings to, er, well, the ice cream maker my kids have an eye on.
In my left hand is rock, in my right, roll.
Read my stylised effort, The Earnest Conversation, here.
Many thanks to Michael over at the Cult of Me.