Flash Fiction: Threads

I looked at the box holding my threads.

I gave it a good long look, sighed and kept it aside. No time for that. Right now, I had to get my ass to office, and work it off the whole day. That was the only way I could get enough money to repaint my dingy apartment. It would require new air conditioning as well, right now, it feels like a supernova in here. Only my corporate job can pay for all that. It is the only way. Or is it?

I could always begin stitching commercially, become a self employed individual. It would be fun. And maybe, it will pay off all the bills too. I looked at the box of threads again.

Maybe, some other day…


Word Count: 127

Prompts:

FFfAW Challenge – 190th

Word of the Day Challenge “Dingy”

Your Daily Word Prompt – Supernova – November 7, 2018

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