Last Day

Week 6 Assignment – HYPERTEXT: Hypertext writing/photo story (’flash fiction’ approach).

I step out on to the pavement. I am used to the flow of suits along Collins Street, the five o’ clock scurry to Flinders station. Today I am early, and it is quiet.

I glance back at the office.  Every time I pass this building, I will think of the time I watched a workless Friday afternoon drift by; I will smell the lunchtime coffee machine, and remember that I can no longer go inside. I wait at the lights.

I walk past cafes with their half-drunk cappucino’s and empty tables.  Cars drive past on their way to lunchtime bars and business meetings. The corporate clock continues without me. Now I am just a suit in the rain, wondering what I want to do next.

I make my way to the station. There is no crowd to guide me now. I look up to the scrolling board and make my way to platform three with five minutes to spare. I sit on the end bench, waiting. After eight minutes my train arrives. I allow an elderly Greek man to step off, and then search for my seat. There are plenty to choose from, but I look for the ones without empty bottles and burger cartons,  as far away from the drunk man perching at the front of the carriage.  I sit down as the doors beep shut.  I am slowly pulled away from the city, away from work. This is my last day.

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