He drifted into town with a guitar and a bad habit.
Traveling had made him weary. He longed for a hot shower, shave and a cold beer.
His only friend was the open road, but now he even grew weary of that companion.
Las Vegas had taken a toll on his senses. He had to refocus.
If you have your own 55 drift on over to the G-Man at Mr. Know-It-All and let him focus on your work...
11 comments:
las vegas is enough to do it, that's for sure!
vegas will do that to a man...lol. nice 55.
mine is up!
Of all the roads he had to walk into mine...
Tease! I want more. ;-)
Thanks for checking out my Flash 55!
I am intrigued...nice 55!
Will you continue this story next week? Hmmm...each chapter told in 55 words? :)
Have a fabulous Friday!
-C
Sounds like a melancholy life.
Sounds like an Antonio Banderas movie!
I liked your Story Lulda...Mucho!
Excellent 55 My Friend.
Thanks for playing, thanks for visiting, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
so no more Viva Las Vegas, I guess? or perhaps he only needed a change in direction...have a lovely weekend.
Ah, I guess that is the fate of many. Love the picture...
Have a lovely weekend,
xoxo
nice vignette
Aloha from Waikiki, Friend
Comfort Spiral
I dig that picture you used here... reminds me of that movie with Antonio Banderas where he was an assassin who also carried a guitar.
By the way, I’ve issued a Poetry Challenge, if anyone is interested.
Poetry Challenge
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