There are many what ifs. Many maybes. A few near misses, a few but what about- All of them are meaningless. They’re not real. They’re conjecture, a thought that has no more meaning than the dreams you draw up in your sleep. They don’t hold you. They don’t own you. They’re not you.
Outside, the rain lashed down onto the windowpane. It’s almost calming, watching the calamity of the storm outside. It’s out there, and you’re in here. In that moment, you can almost imagine the swirling vortex of thoughts in your mind are out there instead. Just for that moment, your mind is calm. You can hear … More Rain (100 Words)
There comes a point with anything that it’s not about winning or losing. It just needs to end. It’s hurting you now, you see. It’s dragging you down with it, with them and you feel it inside your bones as you choke on the stress and the indecision and the sheer inability to say no. … More Let it End (From the Archives)
You can smell it in the air when you wake. The vicious smell of hopelessness and hatred. You can feel it on your lungs. It aches like a weight, pushing down on every breath, forcing you to struggle. It’s like it wants you to feel the rush of air into your lungs, it wants you … More Fighting (Stories on a Theme – “Hope”)
Yes, it’s all in my head. I know that, I live here. I am here. To say “it’s all in your head” to someone implies you think they made it up. They’re lying. You know why? Because you can’t see it. And if you can’t see it, you can’t validate it. And to you, if … More In Your Head (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)
A smile can hide so many things. It can hide thoughts. Thoughts you don’t want to share because they’re buried too deep. Because people won’t understand. So you smile. It can hide feelings. The feelings that people don’t understand because they’re illogical. They make you feel illogical. So you just smile. When people ask how … More Flash Fiction – Smile (Stories on a Theme – “Facade”)
There comes a point with anything that it’s not about winning or losing. It just needs to end. It’s hurting you now, you see. It’s dragging you down with it, with them and you feel it inside your bones as you choke on the stress and the indecision and the sheer inability to say no. … More Flash Fiction – Let it End
Casey wrote about how hard journeys were, and how determined she was to climb her mountains. … More Flash Fiction – This Occasion (From the Archives)
Now you’re here. Now. Today. You want to be over there. You can describe it. You can taste it. You can see what you want to do. You can visualise it in your mind and it’s just there out of your reach. But you’re here at the moment, not there. And the journey to get … More Flash Fiction – Journey (Stories on a Theme “Travel”)
Don’t think of the pink elephant (or notice the elephant in the room) … More Flash Fiction – The Pink Elephant (A Teacup Story)
