50 Word Stories: Pondering


I stood beneath a wedge of solid cloud that pointed to some unseen, unknown distance, its reflection beckoning me down as its partner did up, pondering. Somewhere in between that glasslike surface held answers, clues to uncategorised thoughts? The main one, why was I staring at clouds and not working?

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