She knew she had failed. It was a lost cause. Well, it was never meant to be found. There was never any light that could shine brightly enough to set a clear path. But now she had to push the reset button and figure out what to do […]
She was tired and hungry. Starving. She hadn’t eaten since the night before. She needed to keep reminding herself to take care of herself. She just got so involved in her tasks that she often forgot to eat. She just wanted to do a good job at work. […]
She thought about how tired she was. Although, she didn’t really need to dedicate much thought to that state of being. It was rote. It was just how things were. She needed to buy a few more items before she could head home to handle all the other […]
She peeled her skin and bit into it softly. Then she tore into it. It was chewy and salty. But it was unbelievable in its ability to remind her of her steady commitment to herself. Her longstanding goal of finding her inner gooey core. A girl can dream. […]
She sneezed and sneezed. She couldn’t shake it off. But no one would have been able to. She was destined to adhere to the facts. Funny how her constant sneezing made her think wild thoughts. She wanted to do some hellraising and make others a wee bit uncomfortable. […]
She sauntered into this wild museum on a happy note. She was singing some old song from over a 100 years ago. “Where do we go when we walk on light? Who do we call at the edge of night? Carry me close like the teardrops in […]
What a fantabulous night they just had. They all felt energized and ready for more. They had bonded. They had danced. They had captured bits of it on Snapchat. So ephemeral. They wanted more. Something tangible. They returned to the mansion seeking that something more. Not that any […]
The timer keeps sounding. Tick tick tick. If that is how an alarm sounds. How did we first come to describe a clock’s sound that way? Not that it matters. Sound is sound. And repetitive sound just goes round and round. Annoyingly so. The dog, meanwhile, is underfoot […]
There were some rough patches in the past, leading up to this moment, but knowing what was coming, made it all worth it. That is why she always came to this spot to contemplate next steps. She breathed in and out slowly through her nose and it tickled. […]
What a beautiful piece of work. She always loved this as it reminded her of her vivid childhood imagination. She was always creative and felt a need to tell a story. She had vivid dreams as a kid of having lived within this intricate clock. She dreamt of […]
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