Story of a Happy Thought

What if you were the last happy thought left?

I am the last happy thought. No others were born afterward. I came into the world by chance, as often happens to those like me. A Saturday morning, a bakery, a blond girl walking towards the exit with the shopping bag in one hand and the bread bag in the other. Dad holds the door open for her, she responds with a smile. Well, I am that smile.

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On the run

So honored to share the pages with such talented writers at On the Run!

Please meet “Story of a Happy Thought”, the English version of “Storia di un pensiero felice”.

Thanks to Zac Furlough and the Editorial Staff for giving this flash a home.

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