Flash fiction – Dear One,

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Dear One,

There are a couple of things going on in my life at the moment which I am not too happy about.

There have been times, one too many of late, where I catch myself sighing in despair and numbed by indecision.

I hear you when you say that I am passively living my life. I hear you when you say that I am living a lie. I hear you when you say that you feel sad for me.

Because I feel all of that too.

As I wandered in the fields of my dream, I see another me who is living the kind of life I wished for but daren’t pursue. The moment I stretched out my hand to touch that other me, it evaporated, leaving neither a trace nor a scent of what could have been.

Tomorrow, I will dream again. It’s the same dream but with a tweak here and there,  twisted and embellished by time to suit whatever my sub-conscious wished to perceive.

I hear myself telling you that you should try to walk in my shoes. I hear myself telling you that I wish things were different. I hear myself telling you that I feel tired and restless. I hear myself telling you that I love you.

 

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Author: The fat lady

Nosey aunty person. Foodie. Arsenal fan. Currently grappling with Blockchain technology. De-stresses by writing nonsensical stories at www.justwritelah.wordpress.com.

2 thoughts on “Flash fiction – Dear One,”

  1. Some days I write something so smart, I surprised myself. Other days, I leave the house for work with a different shoe on each foot. This post was written on one of those days when I surprised myself.

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