She drives her 2058 cadillac back home to her mansion. Home alone she opens her laptop and goes scrolls through social media while her thoughts wander from the posts to emptiness in her mind. Done with social media she now sits waiting for something to do to pop into her head.
Nothing.
She walks aimlessly around her house from the living room across the marble floors to the kitchen the size of her living room. She looks through the cabinets then through the fridge and back through the cabinets.
Still, nothing comes to mind. She walks back to the hallway to the living room. She turns on the tv hoping that something interesting would be on. She surfs through the channels and she finds herself watching what used to be her favorite show. She used to watch it every time it aired but she stopped and watching it again makes her realise why she stopped. Again she clicks through the channels. Unable to find anything interesting she then goes through the unfamiliar channels. She ends up turning off the tv. She sits there thinking of what she could do. Nothing comes to mind so she turns the tv back on. Maybe there will be something interesting on the news...
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The real "Happy Pill" (Short story)
Художественная прозаIn a world taken in the future, many people suffer from depression, a solution is created but its not as Ann seems it would be. Note: Although there are nine chapters, they're all really short. This story can be finished in one sitting - more like u...
