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Sunday, January 2


Today's post is my entry into this week's 100 Word Challengehosted by Velvet Verbosity. The 100 Word Challenge is an exercise in which we write exactly 100 words in response to the weekly prompt word. Click the link to read the other entries–good stuff over there! 
This week's prompt was "spirit"

I felt pathetic and dull, like a pale gray shadow moving through a sunlit technicolor world.As if the spirit left my body, leaving nothing more than an empty shell. I found myself completely unable to function. I became overwhelmed with the smallest decisions and felt crushed by deadlines.

Driving home that day, sobbing, I felt something tugging inside me. I thought, “You could leave, you know. Get on the interstate and just keep driving. Drive until you're somewhere no one knows you.” I drove in a loop around the city for hours fighting the urge to take the on-ramp.


  1. Reads real, and, as a result, reads really good.

  2. So powerful. Such strong emotions. You did a wonderful job conveying the devastation. I hope this isn't autobiographical.

  3. Oh, I've had a few of those moments. Just yesterday in fact...

    Kidding, about the yesterday part. Sometimes we get overwhelmed by life, particularly when we are being drained and nothing is getting put back. I find meditation or a hike to be just as effective, but less dramatic than the on ramp. ;)