She’d always complained that there weren’t enough hours in the day as she dashed from task to task, her to-do list never shrinking. Then fateful words caused her world to shatter. Suddenly she had all the time she’d ever needed, but nothing could fill the interminable hours as they dragged on into an increasingly bleak future.
This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales challenge.
I thought I’d leave it up to you to decide what the ‘fateful words’ are about – maybe the death of a child or a partner, the loss of a hard-worked for career, or maybe something else…
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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s. Billy Wilder