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Submitted to Contest #125
Right as I thought everything was finally falling into place, I looked at my watch to see if I was still on track. I had things to do and cookies to bake for Santa. "10:33" Huh. That's weird. I could have sworn it was later than that. I shrugged off the feeling and opened my computer again. The first thing on my list was to write a story that sums up this past year. I also still had 8,000 photos from just 2021 I needed to upload to the cloud, and a handful of articles to write before the year ended. But finding the motivation was b...
Submitted to Contest #124
Before her unexpected death, she gave me a dead pocket watch for the girls to play with. She tried finding a watchmaker that could fix it, but eventually gave up. I forgot about the damn thing the moment I gave it to my girls. It wasn't until I decided to do another toy purge before Christmas nearly 2 years later, that I saw it again. It was thrown at the bottom of their toy bin, or rather on top and it slid through the open crevices, winding its way to the bottom. As I picked it up, the golden steel was alarmingly cold. My finge...
Submitted to Contest #123
Still in my pajamas as I paced back and forth on the frost-bitten front porch while running the dogs, I wasn't focused on where my feet were. One moment I am watching a thousand thoughts run through my pain, and the next - I must have looked like one of those inflatable air dancers as I ungracefully failed at the splits. My left leg went forward, my right knee banged into something non-existent, and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I have never been flexible enough to do anything more than a wide-legged squat. And I haven't atte...
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