Richard Wright

author of strange, dark fictions

Getting Fitter

Toasting Monkeys

A long run today. Seventeen miles.

When I started out it was cold, and I dressed for Winter. Halfway through the sun came out and it was definitely a warm Spring day and I started to dehydrate, like, a lot.

I saw things on walls. The train, I’m pretty sure was real, but not the sign on Great Western Road. It was in a newsagent’s window, and said:

SUPER SECRET MONKEY TOASTER

I stopped to look at it, and it still said that. When I turned my head away it briefly said:

SMALL WORLD MONEY TRANSFER

When I looked back, monkeys all the way. One of these signs only exists in my mind.

I know which one I prefer.

I may lie down now. I feel unusual.

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