Audra

A microfiction inspired by a photo I once took

Audra truly didn't mind at all when she stopped dreaming that awful series of recurring dreams about the cowboy in the form-fitting jumpsuit. And she was happily rid of the nightmare featuring the blue, viscous-textured lamprey. She didn't really mind, as such, that she'd begun dreaming of numbers. Yet it somehow disturbed her that... well, did they have to be binary? Was this just a 5? But why, when she first saw it, did she think of it as a big fat “LOL”?