The empty can bounced and jumped down the street over unseen pebbles and potholes.
Jerry’s feet dragged as he plodded toward it, trying to calculate which foot would get there first and whether he would kick it again.
The sky was gray.
The land was gray.
The horizon was indistinguishable.
His left foot connected with the can again and it bounced on unheard by another soul.
(This has been my first inlinkz link up AND my first six sentence story! Yay for inspiration from friends!)