What he didn’t say

Ron Lach on Pexels.com Something wasn't right. The twinge in her stomach told her so. Her eyes confirmed it was so. He was supposed to be there. But there was no sign of his form, his face. Had he changed his mind? Couldn't go through with it any more? No. Nervous energy traveled through her, …

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Feeling bad can be good

Regret, sadness, embarrassment mixed with astonishment, joy, euphoria mixed with disappointment, jealousy, anger and a slew of nuanced emotions in between is probably where most of humanity sits in the 'feelings' department. Yet, this state is starkly opposite to a world that flogs the need to be 100% happy 24/7 and where being happy is …

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Dear diary

I started keeping a diary at an early age. Back then, I used differently scented and variously colored pens for my scribbles. Ink that smelled of strawberry and orange, bubblegum and cookies would float up each time I opened the diary. My eleven year old self alive and well within its pages. All my inner …

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Snippets of Life (from A to Z) “S”

The Letter "S" Solitary and solicitous to remain so, or so, he thought. He shunned prosaic societal situations and opted for studious accomplishments instead. He was, as Morrissey said, “of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.” Known, to the immediate family by the sobriquet lone wolf. He shied away from silliness and scenarios yielding satisfactory …

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Never to be seen again

I unwrapped his gift slowly, contradictory resentment and protectiveness gurgling up inside. Why had I agreed to this ridiculous public display of obvious compare and contrast? A gasp here and whispers there as the final bits of tissue paper fell away from the package, disclosing the brightly colored item therein. The last item to be …

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Inside and Out

Doubleface The man and woman formed an island of uncomfortable silence in the middle of the airport terminal's noisy crowds. He dejected staring at his shoes, she clutching her bag close to her body with one hand and wiping away tears with the other. As an impartial observer one might assume his embarrassment was caused …

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