The world fell off the edge of the universe today. All the media channels were frantically searching for it. As usual they flocked together in front of God's abode. They wanted to know whether he is the one who did it. Or was it someone else who hated mankind who did it? Someone like Satan? So off went another flock to Hell. Both parties were rewarded with ample amounts of information to confuse everyone else in the universe. Time to switch the channel.
Looks like the fog just spared my window to the street. The street lights looked liking smokers in an alley. The cobble stones were wet from the drizzle. The street dogs were busy barking at something. A breeze just unsettled the garbage can's lid. My world hasn't changed much. Everyday I look for some sign of change. Nothing seems to change. I have grown bald. My eyesight has dimmed. My kids have grown. The window pane has gathered dust and dirt. The spiders have evolved. Some old buildings have given way to new ones. The neon signs have gone. Still nothing seem to have changed. Change they say has to come from within. But then, what can come out of an empty narrow dead end?
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