Microfiction news flash

(my two visitors will know what this is about - basically, just a silly attempt. i can't even be bothered to attach a picture)

The delivery of presents is cancelled this year. During a trial ride Santa's sleigh crash landed on top of a cottage somewhere in the Alps.

Farewell to colour

More and more trees display their barren skeletons and only the most stubborn leaves still remain attached. All the colour is slowly disappearing from the landscape, even the sun is reluctant to show its pale face through the clouds. Greyness takes over...

Some reflecting on a Friday

I wouldn't mind being there right now...

TWT 36 (aka better late than never) in 55 words

Allastair Muggins claimed he had discovered an ancient rimestock which contained the secret of perpetual youth but when he was asked to show the script during a confabulation at the archeologists' convention one of the colleagues pudified him by proving he couldn’t even read runes and the script was merely a recipe for boar stew.

Progress and the lack thereof

It looks more or less like that when I finally get to leave work these days (view from my office)...



Not as frustrating a day as it seemed only yesterday. Identified the operational problem and, with the help of an IT guy found a temporary solution. Still, the workshop I had to attend was a complete waste of time.

Entangled

Madness at work caused by other people's negligence and incompetence, a new project in prospect meaning I have to attend a pointless workshop besides my regular work, possibly for two consecutive days... I'm already exhausted and the pressure is escalating. I need a break!!!

Letting go

Sometimes one has to do it in order to fly, and yet it can be one of the hardest things to do. One must undergo a transformation to be able to break free of the bonds and ties and soar, if only for a few fleeting moments. Leaves, wooed by the autumn wind, have mastered the art to perfection...