Fantasy image of a young female emerging from a tangle of web
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You’ve had bad days. When the sun hid behind a thick cotton blanket of cloud, refusing to shine. When myriad teary rivers flowed and days stretched so tight with pain. Heaviness hovered above as your mental functioning whittled away. Everyone you met flashed a nasty scowl. You wondered, Why Me?

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Water droplets on clear glass
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The chill breeze gently whispers your name. I toss the umbrella on the brightly gleamed pavement. Eyes closed, I raise my hands and tilt my face towards the sky. An avalanche of shimmering diamonds collapses on my skin.

Raindrops trickle down, washing away disconsolate tears that flow unbidden from my…

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Esther George

Esther George

Writer • Dreamer • Storyteller • I write about discovering and living your best life now.