Three Line Tales, week 83
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She had been working on the project for days and all she had to show for all the hours was a lot of colored paper, cut and folded and strewn across the table. Looking at the table she thought it looked like her life; she had the imagination and ability to finish but she was tired of the work and life with little desire to continue with either. Both were a mess and she wanted them over and done with, however, there was the possibility that tomorrow would be better so she went back to the table and began again.
10 thoughts on “The Table…”
Excellent words, Patricia. And relatable as Debbie stated in her comment. I feel very thankful for the tomorrows that we can start over again with hope to do better.
Without the hope of a tomorrow that is as good as if not better than today it would be hard to sleep.
Excellent take on the prompt.
Well described in three sentences…
Thanks. Three sentence stories are tricky for me…I tend to ramble.
This is so relatable ! Thank you!
Yep, this is me sometimes.
Great story, my friend. Excellent theme and feeling. Hugs.
Thank you, Annie.
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