Lucky Me

Lucky Me

I woke up dreaming of gold, which was weird, because I normally crave coffee. I swing my legs to the side of the bed and was shocked to fall flat on the floor. Who made this bed taller while I slept? I stumbled to the john cursing under my breath and caught myself in the mirror, only to see a short pudgy ginger-haired freak looking back at me. I guess I shouldn’t have had that last drink at ‘The Old Triangle’.

Photo by kevinpoh

Doug Langille
me@douglangille.ca

Husband, father, writer and shameless technophile.

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