I randomly came across a fifty-four word story I must have wrote when I was in the dorms at CU Boulder. It was posted with an incredible amount of spelling mistakes. I've cleaned it up a bit and here it is:
Walking hopelessly down the narrow echoing alley, a lonesome man caught
sight of just a sparkle of concealed metal. Curious, the solitaire
strained for the curbside treasure and shuffled the find ungainly in
his hand. It was just a nickel, the minted date twined his birth.
Weeping, he remembered yesterday his age plused one.
Finding this made me smile and reminisce just a bit. It also reminded me of when I found a gold dollar in my pocket and had an out of body experience about 2 years ago.
