To Move

as reply to A rant on facebook

He felt weird flushed in the face he kept looking around. Trying to notice if he had been followed here. That would be the only way. He was angry, angry at the kids and all the people he was angry at the world. 

He slammed his put his phone in his pocket a few likes trickled through to him. One heart, he laughed that there was no way someone loved that. He imagined everyone’s posts he never has loved anything.

He took his cup and left the shop. He had hated every second there. The lighting was a weird color he thought. It tried to be sunlight but it wasn’t it was something fluorescent is what it felt like clean and sterile. 

Next thing doctors would ask you for a tip. He stopped back through a park surrounded by trees and full of leaves. He stopped through the leaves and felt better. Maybe he just needed to move.