Friday Fictioneers: Dividendings

The top of the coffee table was clear on the the day I retired, and the detritus it’s collected represent the dividend of my new freedom. But the scotch is almost empty, my friends and their cigarettes have worn out their welcome, and the sight of candy now makes me nauseous. I’ve enjoyed these past couple of months, but I’m ready to get busy end, and say goodbye to the dividends of my retirement.

I don’t always participate in Friday Fictioneers, but I always enjoy the experience.

One thought on “Friday Fictioneers: Dividendings

  1. This is very descriptive of a yearning. Is it a reflection of your own private desires? Methinks you have a Gift which will outlive any retirement from a static position. Cheers!

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