(100-word flash fiction)
The potted palm has miraculously multiplied into a forest. My water bottle is now a waterfall, merrily splashing away, unconcerned about the carpet.
The bric-a-brac are flying birds and just when I am enjoying the dream, a voice says, “Nice, eh?”
I swivel to see emptiness.
“Make a wish!”
“Today’s your lucky day. Any wish you make will come true.”
“What do I wish for? I have everything, except …. except…. I hate going to office, to lazy co-workers, and a nincompoop boss.”
When I wake up, a lockdown has been declared.
I am still working from home.
Disclaimer : I certainly didn’t wish for the pandemic, but judging by reports that a lot of people enjoy working from home, it must have been in the collective consciousness for some time. Apparently, even the open-plan office setting is not good for productivity. But what do I care, I have the best job 🙂 And I get to write flash fiction every week, thanks to the lovely Rochelle 🙂
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