The exercise:
Write about: the damage.
Honestly having trouble wrapping my head around how much repair work will need to be done to the highways linking us to the coast.
Showing posts with label Damage Prompt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Damage Prompt. Show all posts
Thursday November 18th, 2021
Thursday March 26th, 2015
The exercise:
Write about: damage.
Natalie and her mom are flying back north tomorrow morning, so we had to say farewell to them this evening. It sounds like they're going to be back in July, on a permanent basis regardless of what happens with selling their house up there, so at least we've got that to look forward to.
Pretty sure that'll be little comfort to Max for the next couple of days, but we'll see how that goes.
Also: it would appear that Kat and I have come down with her brother's cold. It hasn't hit us as hard as it hit him so far, and I'm hoping that trend continues. Fingers crossed, at any rate.
Mine:
The surface is unblemished
As I walk down the street;
A smile, a nod, a wave,
This lie is so, so complete.
Inside is where I carry
The hurt, the scars, the pain;
It's where I store the tears
That threaten to pour like rain.
I try to keep it together,
To keep the damage hidden...
But sooner or later, I know,
It will appear, unbidden.
Write about: damage.
Natalie and her mom are flying back north tomorrow morning, so we had to say farewell to them this evening. It sounds like they're going to be back in July, on a permanent basis regardless of what happens with selling their house up there, so at least we've got that to look forward to.
Pretty sure that'll be little comfort to Max for the next couple of days, but we'll see how that goes.
Also: it would appear that Kat and I have come down with her brother's cold. It hasn't hit us as hard as it hit him so far, and I'm hoping that trend continues. Fingers crossed, at any rate.
Mine:
The surface is unblemished
As I walk down the street;
A smile, a nod, a wave,
This lie is so, so complete.
Inside is where I carry
The hurt, the scars, the pain;
It's where I store the tears
That threaten to pour like rain.
I try to keep it together,
To keep the damage hidden...
But sooner or later, I know,
It will appear, unbidden.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)