The Prompt: Comfort
The warming hug of a cup of tea The inviting smell of fresh bread The welcoming voice of home There is comfort in security
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The warming hug of a cup of tea The inviting smell of fresh bread The welcoming voice of home There is comfort in security
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The act of survival keeps us searching for an answer,
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In a broken promise or a word unsaid, in a lost smile or a last regret,
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I’m nervous. I haven’t written a word for two months. I walk past my computer, but don’t sit down. I sit down, but don’t stay. I stay, but then procrastinate.
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Sunrise is the threshold where we tremble on the brink of wanting more than can be dreamt of in the quiet left by hope.
Summer vacation is upon us. Ten weeks of fun stretch ahead of us. Ten weeks to fill. I want to be organised. I want to have a plan.
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You wheel and you whirl like a free flowing breeze, as you dance in delight through enchanted domains.
The weight of expectation crushes as it wraps around and feeds the fear of failure that grows with each misstep.
An invitation to explore hidden, yet taken. An opportunity to discover obscured, yet grasped. A view to treasure coloured, yet seen. © Sara Murray, 2 June 2016 Follow
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