Friday Flash Fiction


Waking up on the futon, she wasn’t sure if the light meant early morning or late evening.  After 24 hours of travel, her internal clock was completely turned around.  Taking in the new surroundings, she was struck by sameness of some things, the newness of others.  Even the air smelled unfamiliar, a sure sign she was far from home.

Regardless of the time of day, her bladder insisted she get up and find the toilet.  From the kitchen below, she heard Mihoko singing. It was morning after all.  She knew this would be a trip of a lifetime.  Japan beckoned.

The photo prompt is courtesy of Madison Woods. Her story can be found here,along with links to all the other Flash Friday Fictioneers.

© Erin Leary

10 thoughts on “Friday Flash Fiction

  1. Nice – this has a good hopeful, energetic vibe to it (and I know that feeling of waking up and not knowing the time of day so well that I was right there immediately). Good stuff!

  2. “she was struck by the sameness…” I remember feeling that way on a trip to Israel. Parts of it could’ve been Missouri and others you knew you weren’t in Kansas anymore, Toto. Well done take on the prompt. I really enjoyed this one.

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