Yesterday the sun wasn’t shining. The day was a furious storm. I was happy. It was the opposite of pathetic fallacy.
Today the sun is shining. I put on all my bright colours.
I made a smoothie for my eldest. I snuggled my dog. I kissed my partner. Today I drove instead of walking. I wasn’t late…but I felt late?
I woke up sad. My dreams were full of me not understanding the customers, getting the orders wrong, strange sandwich requests. It wasn’t restful.
I wrote back and forth with my best friend. She sent me a picture of a sad/angsty cloud plushie. It was perfect. Her phone autocorrected cloud of angst, to cloud of ants. She sent me an article about a cloud of insects. I love her. Her not trying to cheer me up, it helped.
Today is prompt day. I’m trying to find the whimsy. That helps too. Having a side purpose. Unrelated to money, or being someone.
I wrote a tiny story based on the lovely visual prompts that
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And the person who brings flowers to the book shop just arrived and brightened my day with a short chat and her gorgeous flower art.
Now I’m ready to write the prompts for the week. I loved writing the micro fiction this past week, having a precise word count gave me a structure and a gentle restriction that was good for my writing. I think this week I’m just going to…I don’t know, we’ll see what happens below. (Ooh spoiler! Looks like dialogues!)
Whimsical Prompts
Wrote the prompts (done)
Write a dialogue between two birds.
Write a dialogue between a tired barista and a person ordering something strange
Write a dialogue between a pilot and a child passenger
Write a dialogue between a parent and a graduating student at a gas station
Write a dialogue between a tree and a flower
Write a dialogue between a piece of paper and a pen
Heart,
Wake
(I feel less sad, and not so overwhelmed)
I'm glad you found the whimsy!
I had a lot of anxiety dreams last night, too. Maybe there's something in the ether?