Flash fiction (a hundred words or fewer) #1: MTV and the Ache of Adolescent Loneliness

As a teenager, I’d ride the subway at rush hour just to lunge into shapely young women from behind.  I thought my black topcoat hid my response, so to speak.  “Sorry,” I’d tell them.  They’d smile at me nervously.  God knows how I never got beaten up or arrested.  After getting home, I’d race to my bedroom and finish myself off, then sing along in a goofy, sarcastic voice to the lame MTV videos on my portable set.  Today, on my Internet dating profile, I call myself “a pioneer in the land of kink.”  Time can imbue anything with nostalgia.

© 2014 David V. Matthews