This is what it’s like to be a woman in a conversation.
On My Mind | Flash Fiction
Last Night I Had A Dream
Last night I had a dream I was sitting at a long table with a group of people.
There were four men sitting in a row across from me. Two of them were named Paul. One of the Pauls was very loud and dominating the conversation and wouldn’t let anyone have an opinion or speak.
As Paul continued to blather on holding everyone hostage, the other men looked at each other annoyed, rolled their eyes, and eventually gave up trying to participate in the conversation.
I turned to the three men and said: “This is what it’s like to be a woman in a conversation.”
They looked like they hadn’t heard me, so I said it again and again and again until I woke up.
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