One daze at a time...

By Raheny_Eye

Adrenaline rush

Andrew would have loved his lunch breaks to be full of surprises. 
It was therefore a pity that nothing ever happened. 
He sat, ate his sandwiches, drank his coffee. And eventually left, returned to the office, and his ledgers.  
With a faint but deeply-rooted sense of growing void at the very chore of his being. 

But it was unfair to say that nothing ever happened.

He once witnessed a particularly vicious fight between two magpies. 
In August 2002. 

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