I’ve started out writing so many different posts for this week. I’ve judged them too long, too personal, or too heavy. But I’ve decided to commit the crime of all three and hope that some part of this makes sense to someone. The photos are of wildflowers that I saw while walking in the woods…
“I’d like to take all my thoughts and put them away on the top shelf of my closet in the plastic box that holds the small shampoo containers and soaps that I use when I travel. They’d be tidy and cutely contained. I’d just take them down from the shelf when I absolutely needed them.”…
Just wanted to say thanks for the ideas on my story. You brought up some things I hadn’t thought of. If Lucy doesn’t totally space out and panic, she could lock her husband in his trunk or shoot out his tires or something. But this isn’t the point yet where she’s that strong. She’s still…
