Black Hole

Have I landed in Ayn Rand’s Atlantis, like Dagny Taggart? I did not aspire to meet the love of my life, not with my age and appearance.

The mirror in the hallway belied my assumptions. I looked young and ahem … pretty, just like that painting on the wall.

Whhaaaat? My picture in this place ………..?

Instinct drew me to a picture perfect bedroom with lace curtains, and I saw myself knitting. But I prefer reading anytime, anywhere.

Looks like I have landed into a past life, through a black hole. And my folks out there are placing ’Missing’ ads.

(99 words)

Inspired by Charli Mills at

July 13: Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch Communications

Pic: hative.com

 

P.S.  Writers have the privilege to land anywhere with their imagination 🙂