*So this was an idea sparked from my creative writing club at school and it got me thinking about what my life would be like in twenty years time. This is what I came with. Hope you like it. *
In twenty years time, I will be thirty six years old. Thirty six! I would have been an adult for eighteen years. That's a scary thought.
In an ideal world twenty years from now, I'd wake up at 7am, 9am if it was the weekend. I'd have something like cereal for breakfast, with a pot of coffee and some toast or something. If it was the weekend, I'd make pancakes or French toast or a Full English for my spouse and I, for the kids if there are any. If it's a work day, I'd grab the laptop and go into the study, write for a few hours, stop for lunch at one, then take a walk to get some ideas and clear my head. Back to work for a while longer, then pick the kids up from school, if I have them. Maybe I'll take them to the park on the way home, make sure they get their homework done. Make something homemade for dinner and then spend time together until bedtime. Whether that be board games, or watching television, doesn't matter to me. Then I'd go to bed at a decent hour so that I can work efficiently in the morning. There'll be trips out at the weekend and summer holidays in sunny places.
But that's just dreams. In reality, I'll probably still be paying off student loans, in a one bedroom flat with a view of another flat block. Work would start at 8am and finish at 5pm. There'd be a quick twenty minutes to grab whatever I can for lunch, and I won't have energy to cook dinner. Pick up a take away on the way home, then a night spent on the sofa, watching catch up, with a bottle of beer in one hand and my phone in the other, looking to see if I've had any success on dating websites. I won't be able to afford to go on holiday, and Christmas will be spent with the parents, who will try not to judge what my life has become. My novel idea will sit abandoned in a drawer somewhere, never to be published.
It's sad that that could be a possibility and I really hope it isn't the latter. But I guess that's something I can fix.
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Короткий рассказI haven't got much of a theme in mind for these, but some of them are rather sad. If you stop by, I hope you like them. If not, tell me what I can improve!
