I’m always chasing rainbows

“I don’t understand,” Doc said. “How could atmospheric conditions make you depressed?”

“There’s a rainbow over my house. It’s always there. The mountains block the air currents from the ocean. Tons of snow and mist, in the summer I have a rainbow.”

“Go on?”

“Happy little bluebirds fly over the rainbow, Doc. Dorothy wants to be somewhere over it. I had to live under it. There’s no way I can be happy here.”

“I still don’t see why?”

“It’s always overcast, every goddamned day. And Doc, don’t you remember your leprechaun stories? The pot of gold is at the end.”

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100 words. Inspired by this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt:

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11 thoughts on “I’m always chasing rainbows”

  1. Nice little read. I’m glad to see someone else thought of leprechauns. I thought there was something wrong with me, other than the things I know.

  2. Haha! Now that’s a different take on rainbows. I can see his point. He’s got no chance of seeing the end of it if he’s always under it. Fun story!

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