Roundabout #1
Bo found himself surrounded by a crowd not his own. He wondered at their glazed eyes and turned up noses. “Dullards,” he thought. “All program and no heart.” He wondered how he ended up with such a profession as this as he reached for a nearby chair that wailed as it scraped along the floor and sat down. “They love this sitting” he thought as one of them strutted on past without a glance. “Seriously….! ” he thought and sighed as he braced himself for another day drenched layered high in dreary moments. A large face suddenly appeared into his far a way thoughts as a voice loudly shouted, ” What are you doing? Get into line! It is time for the line! We are leaving soon!”
(to be continued) 🙂