Sarah stared up at the blimp. It floated gracefully across the blue sky and through the clouds. How did you get such a job? When do you realize you want to drive a blimp for your career? What did the driver’s parents think?
Sarah had always played it safe. She had wanted to be a dancer. A tap dancer. Her parents always told her to get a “bread and butter job.” Dancing was a fun hobby, not a way to make a living. Now Sarah works in Human Resources. She manages health claims and does nothing to prevent her dreams from disappearing into the clouds.
Okay Fictioneers – Did I catch you by surprise? I wrote a whopping 100 words!
This story is part of Friday Fictioneers, organized by Madison Woods. Please make sure you read her story along with all the other Fictioneer stories. They can be found here: http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/flash-fiction/vertigo/ in the comments section.