IN VINO VERTIGO
Try some tequila they said. Experience something new. Waking up on a couch, not knowing who owned it, or where I am, was new. I had to put a hand on the floor, to stop the room whirling around. That water-tower outside the window better settle down, too, because I don’t know where the bathroom is.
At the Miracle of Fatima, several people said they experienced visions, and the sun moved around in the sky. I can believe it. Didn’t that happen in Mexico, where tequila is king? I have a vision of Coors Lite for me, from now on.
If you’d like to join the Friday Fictioneers fun, go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.