Back in the black

Death fence

It was another one of those days. You know the kind… the hurrieder I go, the behinder I get.

You feel like you’re moving at warp speed, but everything around you is slogging along in slow motion. Every time I thought I was close to closing a contract – Boom! Another damn miracle conversion.

Doesn’t matter that it was all self-serving, they all are. As soon as someone utters those words, my claim is void. There should be rules of engagement, a gentleman’s agreement against poaching another man’s quarry.

I’ve got quotas to fill and I was hella behind.

Then you showed up, and it was like a gift from heaven. See what I did there… I slay me!

If it wasn’t so pathetic, watching you sweat, it would’ve been funny. No matter how hard you tried to get out of hot water, the deeper you sank. All I had to do was turn up the heat a little, and I was back in the black.

Your cursed day turned out to be my lucky one.

The Trifecta challenge this week is: Lucky [adj. \ˈlə-kē\] 3: producing or resulting in good by chance; favorable

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I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

18 thoughts on “Back in the black

  1. “Then you showed up, and it was like a gift from heaven. See what I did there… I slay me!” I almost spit my coffee out at that one. 🙂 This is a fun little story – loved it!


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