Drabble for #LitChat
“There is no there,” he said.
I must have looked the question at him.
He blew out cigarette smoke in a sigh. “If you spend all your time trying to get there, you’ll never be where you ought to be.”
“Which is?”
His expression was disdainful. He turned and walked away.
I couldn’t help but call out, “Where are you going?
A thick puff of smoke punctuated his reply. “A different here.”
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