My friend Elizabeth and I are playing a game: once or twice a week, we pick a line from a song by Andrew Bird and write a drabble inspired by it (as loosely or as closely as possible). I think the goal of the project (besides doing some regular writing) is to see how differently we use the lines.
Anyway, the first line is "The sky is full of zeros and ones," from the song "Masterfade."
Zeros and Ones
“Son, let me tell you something. There’s two kinds of people in this world: winners and losers. You’re either a zero or a one.”
Sam’s dad put his arm around his son’s shoulders, but Sam knew it wasn’t an affectionate gesture. He didn’t know which kind of person it meant his father thought he was.
“You don’t want to be a zero, do you?”
Sam looked at his father and suddenly, for the first time, he saw him for what he really was: self-important, bigoted, a hollow shell. A zero.
Shrugging away his father’s arm, Sam turned and headed home.
Link to Elizabeth's story