7:34pm As usual I had trouble staying up past 9pm. The complex filled up. The sound of voices echoed from the sidewalk below. I made a grocery list then brushed my teeth. Street lights came on and cars rolled by. A young woman took photos of herself against a pillar in the back courtyard.
Category: fiction
Writing exercise
5:54am (just a writing exercise) As I drove to work it struck me I hadn’t called Peter last night. I sort of forgotten until I was nearly to the office but as I pulled up I remembered. He couldn’t have been too happy waiting for me to reply but what could I do? In the first place there wasn’t much to report and second he wasn’t available until late in the evening.
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