A new beginning

After wallowing in grief for days, she finally opened her eyes to the mess- a half-finished bottle of whiskey sitting idly beside the dusty overflowing ashtray in the living room. The couple picture collage mounted on the wall was grazed and torn with fingernails. Kitchen sink loaded with dirty dishes, refrigerator stinking of mouldy vegetables and sour milk. Lying there amid the crumpled sheets, tear-stained pillows and stale crumbs of pizza strewn all over, she decided itโ€™s time to let go and start afresh.

 

Written forย In Other Words, wallowingโ€ฆ

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18 thoughts on “A new beginning

  1. Thanks for sharing!… ๐Ÿ™‚

    โ€œThere are things that we don’t want to happen but have to accept, things we don’t want to know but have to learn, people we can’t live without but have to let go.โ€ Nancy Stephan

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      1. See, that’s why we make such good partners in crime…err the cheeseburger assassin squad ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚ we can inspire each other to do better-high five. Thanks sweetie

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      2. Yes ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ‘Œ. Dunno why, but I just pictured deekra Faridoon, clad in a weird monochrome bodysuit, crooning ‘we are the champions’ ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚

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  2. Oh, I can relate to this…minus the overflowing ashtray. Wallowing does have some purpose, it can teach us to get up off our butts and begin again. Thanks for sharing your story. Well done.

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