Daydreaming at Work

 Charles went to work hours early before dawn to get a heads start before everyone else. He convinced himself that if he was more productive, then his historically dreary work days would feel more meaningful. He crept in the lobby door and started up the stairs towards the workroom when his first step sank into a mound of sand instead of a manmade step. “It’s a beautiful day for a walk,” the elderly stranger said as he gingerly stepped past Charles down from the beach. Charles stared at the old man speechless, yet a million and one thoughts raced through Charles’ head. The million and second thought was interrupted by the sound of waves that crumbled towards him. Charles took another cautious step up towards the water. Gulls flew overhead beyond the ceiling that blended into the sky. Charles smelled the air. It was salty. He looked towards the horizon and saw men surfing in the distance. Charles took off his shoes and took bigger strides up the sandy bank. He said aloud, “If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up for while!” Charles continued his walk up the beach with an easy stride and a hopeful smile on his face. 

Notes: Thanks for taking the time to read my latest 1-minute story. I am collecting my stories and poems into a book, so your feedback is appreciated.