Blast from the Past

“Isn’t that rudimentary?” she asked.

“That’s what makes it most important.”  he said, profoundly sweating since he got out. “I’ve learned that in many cases, only the small aspects really matter.”

“But how did it matter? You weren’t confident, and yet to set out regardless. In the end, you failed.”

“That I did.”

“So what difference did it make?”, as she tried to put her thoughts together on what preceded.

“A whole lot. But by then, he was long gone.”

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Short attempt at really short fiction, since I don’t usually write this. I’m more of a screenplay writer/director than the story writer, ie basically a constructor than a creator. While felt nice to try something different for a change, this did take me quite a while with at least a dozen different thoughts and interpretations behind this.

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