1 Minute Ficlet (Oh me oh my)

I’m curious as to why, when it comes to a writing time limit, the first thing that pops into my head is flying pigs. I imagine pigs with all sorts of wings—like those of a bluebird, robin, butterfly, bee, fly, or even an angel. It is exceedingly confusing to me as to why these images are so close to the surface in my mind.

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