(It's been a while since I did one of these and I've actually whipped up a few. I'll be posting one of these every other week, so that's another thing to knock off the ribs. For those who want a refresher, Flash Fiction is a genre of fiction wherein a story is told in under 300 words, though I've also heard less than a thousand. In any event, here's the first one.)
Terrance had recently been laid off from his seasonal job; a rather mundane job for the most part and one that he didn't particularly care for, but it helped to pay the bills and he was quite good at it. But the job also gave him security and kept his mind off dark thoughts. Once his services were no longer required, Terrance no longer had that security and that distraction to keep away those dark recesses of his mind.
Any normal person would be out job hunting in the interim or maybe take some time off before heading off into the working man's world... but not Terrance. Terrance's solution was to pack up some belongings into his car and go on a long road trip. And so he gathered a few things, stuffed them into the trunk of his car, and made his way out of the city. He took a long, silent drive until he found a rest stop on the side of the road, from which point he parked his car on the open lot and just sat there, staring into the abyss.
He's done this once too many times.
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