Prison to Prison (Micro Fiction) LIVE FREE

 

Prison to Prison

(fiction word count: 150)

I dropped my guard.

Felt too safe.

Living as a fugitive, on a boat for five years, meant I went out at night and stayed ever-mindful of being recognized.

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Then, I began to live as if NOT in hiding.

Started out with morning walks, then noon strolls.

Sunshine warmed my skin and crowded markets energized my soul.

Shared smiles.

Glances exchanged.

I forgot what it was like to have small talk with acquaintances. The type of conversating that unfolds when you have a bit of instant chemistry with someone – feeling connected and agreeable. The kind of fleeting human exchange that leaves one stained from essences shared.

I never predicted that a bounty hunter would find his way to Faroe. However, mingling back into society was worth being captured. The guarded, hiding life is more of a prison than iron bars that surround me now. At least now I have people.

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Author Notes:

I know sometimes we need escape from people. Social connecting can sometimes be quite draining – which is why we draw boundaries and stay well; however, today’s Pegman fictional character saw the flip-side of social connection.  He missed people dearly after years of hiding out. No Wilson ball to help pass the time – instead – he started mingling again and it led to his capture – but he was glad and went from one prison to another.

And don’t you agree – it can be exhausting living a guarded, paranoid life? let’s relax and drop our guard a bit…(with wisdom and caution of course)

 

I almost used this image for my fiction today – the appliances were interesting. To read more fiction entries for this week’s location, which is in the Faroe Islands in the Kingdom of Denmark, go here

 

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42 thoughts on “Prison to Prison (Micro Fiction) LIVE FREE

  1. With today’s trend toward digital rather than actual connection, I fear a great many people have already constructed their own prisons.

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    1. perhaps, James, but some digital connecting goes deep and can be quite authentic and rich – I know there is a flip side, but it has perks

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  2. (EN) “Sunshine warmed my skin and crowded markets energized my soul”is the part I prefer.😊
    (IT)”La luce del sole mi scaldava la pelle e I mercati affollati stimolavano la mia anima” è la parte che preferisco.😊

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      1. (EN) I don’t know why Y.Thanks for warning me.Have a nice day
        (IT) Non so perché Y.Grazie per avermi avvertita.Buona giornata

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  3. Important to strike the right balance, isn’t it? Too much interaction leaves you exhausted, shouldering other people’s problems can be too tiring for words. But as you say, we are social creatures, need words and conversation and touch or we shrivel and die.
    You did this very well, these slight descriptions showing how he gradually developed, opening like a flower until the sun caught him in its rays. Lovely stuff

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    1. sorry 0 this was in the trash –
      thanks for the comment, LL
      and I like your analogy of like a flower and really love this:

      Too much interaction leaves you exhausted

      so true

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  4. This was most enjoyable, Yvette. I love his search for humanity. Not knowing his crime, I felt sad he finally got caught…

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    1. I have not thought about his crime either – but your comment has me thinking… maybe he could be a former Enron exec who lacked empathy and hated people – to now see things from a new angle
      🙂

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  5. An interesting story Yvette.
    We are social creatures so I think most of us would miss being able to connect with others on some level.

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    1. yes – “on some level” is key – and I also think we have touching needs – just like we need to ground and touch the ions from earth – a bit of human touch is needed…

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  6. Very lovely picture.. Love the atmosphere and those strong colors of the houses against the appearing rainy sky.

    How true! I think that is our nature isn’t it. I think we meant to interact with others once in a while. Living alone and in hiding can be stressful. Perhaps, worth in exchange with freedom?

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    1. Hi – well it is not my image (I will update it after this) and appreciate your feedback. And liked all your points – esp. this: “meant to interact”

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  7. There are worse places to be jailed than the Faroe Islands I believe. Even the prison has a beautiful view of a fjord! I hope he does his time and is then allowed to settle in the islands and find tranquillity.
    I love this paragraph “I forgot what it was like to have small talk with acquaintances. The type of conversating that unfolds when you have a bit of instant chemistry with someone – feeling connected and agreeable. The kind of fleeting human exchange that leaves one stained from essences shared.”

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    1. Indeed – many worse places – and perhaps this character will get out and settle in a nice place – hmmm
      thx for the comment

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    2. I agree with Penny–this paragraph really shows you the depth of the narrator’s human need to bond with his fellows. And using “conversating” rather than “conversing” makes it all sound so much more folksy and inviting. I would like to do some conversating with him too!

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  8. That first shot is just stunning. Love that.
    I take days off blogs and most days off Facebook, sometimes weeks off Twitter, but oh, I seldom get off Instagram. I think that says a lot about me and the app — It’s uplifting and requires minimal effort 🙂

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    1. the photo is not mine (from Google images and I will go back in and add that-)
      and it sounds like you have a nice balance with social media and Joey, I have heard that about instagram – that it is refreshing and just a different mode – but I guess it depends on who you follow and all that – 🙂

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  9. I really like the reflective tone, and the quiet resolution of the man to free himself – at least for a short while. No wonder solitary confinement is used for a punishment. Well done.

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