I was reading through some old notes and writings on my computer, much of it incomplete, written long ago, forgotten thoughts splayed out on a screen.

Some of the musings are short and to the point, many of them with no point at all, simple ramblings of a wandering mind.

Flipping through the titles, wondering where my heart was during each space, one in particular catches my attention, it was just one word.

It called to me, like a fading voice in a deep well, like an old lover from a forgotten past.

The title, "Future"; with much anticipation I opened the folder and searched within for my own inspiration, from a day I could not remember.

It was empty.

– A. Garcia