Today I Write
So today I write.
I write and I write.
I write until I reach my 5000-word count goal.
I haven't even done some of the other things I'm working on.
Mystery stories are sure a headache. I keep on getting wild ideas now and then, and my head is starting to spin. Some sleep would help, but I'm afraid there's such a thing called deadlines. It is 11:27 as I write this
The deadline for this particular work is tomorrow.
Here I am regailing this all to you instead of writing.
Why?
I've hit a sudden wall.
Time is of the essence, but my mind seems to be running low on creative juice.
But in the end...
It'll all be worth it.
KFC Served Me Eye Candy
We were ordering some KFC at that time. You were waiting for your order to arrive, while I was standing in line with my brother. It wasn't until you turned around that I had noticed you.
For a fraction of a second, everything stopped. My heart felt as if it was going to burst.
From the side you had looked like a celebrity, I was very taken aback. The way your hair was styled, your glasses, your sense of style, and your eyes screamed attractive. Every part of you called out to me.
And so, I kept staring. It had felt a little like stalking as I was trying to do it discreetly, but I couldn't help it. You were eye candy.
My brother had asked me for my order, my gaze wandered away from you as I answered him, and when my gaze wandered back, our eyes met (well you actually might've been looking at someone else who was in my general area.) I did a double take. I looked around me, and when I looked back, you did something that absolutely killed me.
You smiled.
You smiled and started waving.
A part of me was wondering if you had noticed me staring, but a bigger part of me just dismissed it and just melted. After all, I wasn't sure if you were looking at me or someone else.
My mind and body still remember the time I "met" you, and I highly doubt they would ever forget it. Even if you were a person without a name, you weren't just a stranger to me.
You made my heart beat with excitement and my chest burst in joy. Your smile made me smile, and rarely anyone could do those things.
I knew of you, but you had no idea of me. I felt foolish for feeling those things, but it was sort of a guilty pleasure, and as you left, I kept on trying to steal a glance.
Something drew me towards you like a magnetic force. Who knew I would meet someone like you at a KFC?
We were strangers at that time, but hopefully, we would meet again and be more than that.