I lay in bed and thought about how my life had changed after I published my collection of flash fiction.
It had been a massive hit and sold a million and one copy. I used the money to make an old dream come true. I bought an old villa by the Mediterranean and spent my days between taking contemplative strolls on the beach and sitting on my balcony with a glass of wine in one hand and a pen in the other.
Deep inside I knew that my thoughts were nothing but a load of unrealistic nonsense. However, they allowed me to keep a positive outlook, lowered my stress-levels and helped me fall asleep.
