PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
I knew I was in for a treat when we got to the ruins. The ruins were everything I had ever dreamed of, but was confident I would never see. Since I quit my job last year, I never thought I would be here. I hadn’t been able to force myself to stay in a position that was so miserable – the work, the customers, my coworkers – but hadn’t planned ahead for when I walked out the door for the last time. When I accidentally stumbled onto the map, I knew what I had and I knew where the treasure was.
More Friday Fictioneers stories can be found here.
Standing Room Only 
6 responses to “The Ruins”
I keep wondering when I’m going to stumble on one of those maps. I’ve taken to drawing them myself and hiding them round the house
LikeLike
Good hunting, just watch out for those false trails.
LikeLike
An exciting change of lifestyle!
LikeLike
He’s a lucky man. Let’s hope the map’s authentic or he’ll be back like the rest of us having to put up with work, customers and co-workers.
LikeLike
What a great concept! Persevering with work to leave and see a dream and find the treasure. Wonderful! I realised my dream with my love of castles in 2019…just before Covid. Was amazing!
LikeLike
This person exudes self-confidence. I hope it all works out the way they have it planned.
LikeLike