She was waiting at the intersection for the lights to change and she could get on with her day. Then she noticed the truck with the oversized load. She chuckled to herself.

She then, rather impulsively, decided to follow the truck. She followed it all the way to a rest stop where the driver was about to catch a meal. She got out of her and managed to step inside the house- the oversized load.
She rested on the floor dreaming she was smaller than of her troubles. Then the truck started moving and she decided to stay inside for the ride.
Categories: identity, mental health, photography, Psychology, society, writing prompt
Place of
Sanctity
Oversized Load
Often Needed to Size š”
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