100 Words: October 18, 2009
For as long as I can remember, puddles have been a source of naughty delight. As any child, I too was told “stay OUT of the PUDDLES!!” Of course, this made me want to do only one thing…jump straight in creating the biggest, drenching-est, most splashy-est splash I possibly could. What I didn’t want to do though, was to actually get muddy myself…well, not beyond my ankles anyway. Talk about a serious conflict of interests!
Two inner desires competing for dominance; to splash big but stay clean in the process. Such is my turmoil.
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All alone in front of her computer far far away… your mother laughs, with tears filling her eyes, remembering so well, your inner struggle..