Prompt: write a letter to your future-self. Dear future-self, I hope 2022 is filled with surprises– the good kind. Your past-self, the one who is writing this letter, hates surprises. The unpredictable, the unknown, the disorganized… it’s all too much, but I hope by the time the year ends she learns how to live life …
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On A Stormy Day: Fictionalize Journal Entry
It is winter in Florida. My phone screen reads 11:47 a.m. After a long night, we are finally on the way to a secret destination. He said it is a surprise, his Christmas gift. The sky is full of clouds this morning, but the forecast claims it won’t rain today. It is one of those …
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Starting Over: A Fictionalized Journal Entry
It was Saturday night: the day of my first second date after your departure. I played with the rings on my fingers as I waited for the clock to hit 8:45 p.m. My silver Pandora crown and my crystal ring couldn’t fill the void of a bare left-ring-finger. The rose-gold crown you bought me as …
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Love, Games, and You
There is a saying in my culture that translates to “good luck in games, back luck in love” and vice-versa, implying that those who have good luck in one department tend to have bad luck in the other. I was never one to believe in this kind of superstitions– but do you remember how I’d …
What Is Left of Us
You stayed with me when I moved out of my old house and into the new one. Both addresses still live in the back of your mind where we pile up the information that we might one day need– or in your case, the information that used to be important but no longer matters. You …