![]() 08/03/2015 at 18:19 • Filed to: hotelfiction | ![]() | ![]() |
Not much else to do after a workout in a broke ass ‘fitness center’ with equipment with seats for larger folks, that hurt those that are not very large, and fussy treadmills. So, why not write some super-flash-fiction given a space limit of one single hotel note pad page.
Might as well add some accompanying art to go with.
Photos and writing copyright: ME!
![]() 08/03/2015 at 18:27 |
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Kinja’d
![]() 08/03/2015 at 18:31 |
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i see it, so I don’t know what got Kinja’ded
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No, the plane got Kinja’d
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Langoliers?
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Nope. I see the similarities but i don’t think their plane was sucked into the earth to hell.