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Obstacles

Obstacles:

Real life: mental and emotional. Overwhelmed.
Writing: a bit burnt out. Only entered a couple contests in July.
Characters: hold that thought. Our Muse is knocking at the door.

Truthfully? For writing purposes anything will do. It need not be grand. We're all where we are because some obstacle wouldn't let us go where we wanted to go. Hopefully, we are happy where we are.

I tell people that I'm a poet. I only write stories for contests or because I need to get out of my comfort zone and expand my skills.

I'm not a natural storyteller. I've written enough to know the difference and be awed.

So, opening up my email I got a notice with a merit badge, a pretty ribbon and enough gps to put me over what I need to maintain my account here at the level it has become accustomed to (downsizing would be a nightmare).

Third place will do.

STATIC

Sommeren  (13+) Sussan is enjoying her last summer among the snowfields of Central Norway. #2253659 by Kåre เลียม Enga

Tears in my eyes...

So I reread "Flight Lessons"  attempting to post this entry. I told Cubby that I was inspired by her 1st Chapter Contest to write it.

the dimple in the carpet — as seen from below
is just Juliana's butt — not a UFO.

So... maybe I should write "Juliana's Flight Test", as Wordsmitty ✍️ suggested and include the above.

But obstacles. Today is laundry day if I ever bother to put on clothes and go out. The smoke isn't as bad at the moment. But that's not much of an obstacle. What is:

1. I need to buy glasses.
2. I need to clean and unclutter.
3. I need to buy a ticket and travel.

#3 is the easiest once #1 is taken care of. #2 is blocking me. I just don't care enough to do what needs to be done. The dishes get washed and the plants get watered... but not much else.

I'm dog-paddling with no land in sight.

Staying alive is looking like an over-hyped option. Am I happy where I am? Not really. Am I happy... period. Not really.

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