I Don’t Miss

I don’t miss the traffic and the noise. I don’t miss the crowded parking lots and the lines. I don’t miss the pushy people who seemed to be everywhere. Thanks to Facetime and Zoom and plain old phone calls, I don’t miss my friends and family too horribly. Sometimes I wonder what I do miss and the number of things I’d name is very low. We adapt. We make the most of it. Stay safe.

Please use the open space below to share your first 50 words on the topic “I don’t miss.”

Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

3 thoughts on “I Don’t Miss”

  1. I don’t miss
    the petrol fumes
    the crowded rooms
    I don’t miss
    nosy women
    gossipping
    I don’t miss
    needless shopping
    endless driving
    I don’t miss
    rude cashiers
    queues at counters
    I don’t miss
    rain lashing
    headlamps flashing
    I don’t miss
    Dismal PTMs
    Sweaty ATMs

  2. He packed his suitcase in a hurry. She watched, arms folded against her chest.
    “Where are you going?”
    “He didn’t answer, just kept stuffing clothes into the suitcase.
    “I folded those clothes for you. Guess that was a waste of time.”
    “You’re a waste of time,” he said, slamming the case shut.
    He walked out the door.

    A week later, he was back, suitcase in hand.
    “I made a mistake,” he said. “I miss you. I want to come home.”
    “Funny, I don’t miss you at all. You were just a waste of my time.”
    She smiled, then closed and locked the door.

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