The First Day:
My alarm sounds. I wake up at eight, but I don’t get up straight away. I check the time and I lay there for a second before I get out of bed. I shower, my music blasts. I look outside, it’s raining. I watch television for several hours. It finally stops raining so I take the dog for a long walk to get my steps up. I hate being inactive. On my walk, I see other people also walking. They cross the street when I come closer. My dog chases birds before he gets tired and bored. We walk home, nobody in sight. My house is empty. I cook myself some food, nothing special. I open a can of dog food and feed my dog. I have a beer, followed by another beer, and another. There’s nothing on TV now. I turn the TV off and pass out on my bed.
The Day After:
My alarm sounds. I wake up but I don’t get up straight away. I lay there before I get out of bed. I shower, my music blasts. it’s raining. I watch television It finally stops raining so I take the dog for a walk I hate being inactive. On my walk, I see people walking. They cross the street My dog chases birds before he gets tired and bored. We walk home My house is empty. I cook myself some food, nothing special. I open a can of dog food and feed my dog. I have a beer, followed by another beer, and another. There’s nothing on TV I pass out
The Day After:
My alarm sounds. I wake up I don’t get up I lay there I shower it’s raining. It stops raining so I take the dog for a walk I see people I come closer. My dog gets bored. We walk home house is empty. nothing special. I open a can of dog food and feed my dog. I have a beer, followed by another beer I pass out
The Day After:
My alarm sounds. I wake up I don’t get up I lay there I shower it’s raining. It stops raining so I take the dog for a walk I see people I come closer. My dog gets bored. We walk home house is empty , nothing special. I open a can of dog food and feed my dog. I have a beer, followed by another beer I pass out
The Day After:
I don’t get up
I take the dog for a walk
We walk home, I feed my dog. I have nothing I pass out
The Day After:
I don’t get up
Benjamin Husbands is a short fiction writer based in North Yorkshire. Notable works include: Fresh(er), Tufts of Grass and Mister Indie. Each of these centre, to varying degrees, on themes of apathy, dislocation and longing. Husbands honed his craft during four years of study in Newcastle and Manchester, where he obtained a BA and MA in history.
