What if …

The unexpected.

A cool breeze and the aroma of spring. It’s out of time, and out of place. A busy commuter station, at 8 am on Monday morning. In autumn.

What if …

The ordinary.

The lady at the checkout smiles and hands me my change, “There you go, my dear.”

But, is that really a happy smile? And, what’s that sticky stuff on my pennies?

What if …

Boredom.

My manager drones on. And, as I tune out, my imagination kicks in. His socks don’t match. What’s that stain on his shirt? It’s brownish red. Coffee or, dried …?

What if …

The unexpected, the ordinary. Boredom. Life is inspiration.

Look over your shoulder.

Now.

Forget you’re all grown up, and ask: “What if …”