That Morning Coffee

and a red airplane

From Steve’s Chronicles, Entry #3


After having gained a few pounds from the sedentary life Steve had led, he decided to go out one morning for a run. As he jogged in the park behind his apartment building, he realized life wasn’t going to treat him any differently than usual. He stepped in feces, he tripped and fell in the muddy grass, got stung by a wasp, and ripped his pants on a thorny plant; nevertheless, he stayed positive about it. He got back on his feet, chinned up, and went on on his quest. All was well until he decided to take a break on the bench: he sat down, took a deep breath, put on headphones, and gracefully stayed still while a bird shat on his head. It was the last time he went jogging in that park.

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