Serious Thinks Thought Here

He finishes writing the last chapter of his novel on December first. “But NaNoWriMo is over”, she states.

“That’s the problem with imaginary deadlines”, he chimes back. “It’s hard to keep track of all the imaginary benchmarks one had to hit.”

“I’m glad YOU’RE not imaginary”, she coos.

“Too bad you are”, he sighs, alone in the dark.