Meets Expectations (a one-sentence novel)

As I sat in front of the television in my bathrobe eating cold soup straight from the can, I was struck by the feeling that I was not going to exceed my father’s expectations.

Epilogue. My hopes were renewed when I noted that at least I had taken time to dig a spoon from the pile of dirty dishes.

One Response to “Meets Expectations (a one-sentence novel)”

  1. A ko-an of great depth and liberation, I’m sure, if only I was worthy of its wisdom. ;0)

    P.S. Thanks for sharing. Really it is a great tale and reminder of the many barely discernable footprints along the path of enlightenment . . . or at least the path back to the refrigerator. ;-P

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