I just keep walking straight on the path. The flower pot yells louder at me, then progressively lower as I walk away. It did not move an inch and it did not block my way at all.
It is now far away behind me as I walk through the park. Was it trying to warn me of an impending doom ? Or was it just showing me the powerlessness of a being that can only talk and do nothing whatsoever ? I can’t say. It looked harmless enough to me. But I can’t totally rule out that in the future, this pot might be plotting something against me.
There is also the possibility that the pot might be just a voice in my head, a figment of my imagination. A few sleepless nights with a baby will do that to you : a crow might start watching you with evil eyes, an old tree might start whispering old secrets. So why not a talking pot. Most likely, i am too tired.
Talking about which, this rainbow, is that what I really should do to solve my issue ? Shouldn’t I just become a Super Human by getting a job like everyone else ? Lost in my thoughts, I did not realise I walked out of the park and in the city center. There must be a job for me here, I think.
Inspired by a suggestion of Grimmelda.
L'histoire n'est pas obligée de s'arrêter là. On pourrait la poursuivre, par exemple, en faisant ce qui suit. (si vous me laissez votre mail, vous serez prévenue lorsque votre idée sera ajoutée)