She wakes up every morning with the feeling of two marbles in her mouth and a pile of broken glass shards by her bed; she frantically sets to work on glueing the pieces together like a vase puzzle while suffering a bitter aftertaste, but maybe she should try painting them seamlessly into a story instead and spitting out those marbles for good.
Glass Half-Full of Thoughts
Posted in My Writing, One Sentence Thoughts
Published by Darling LaBelle
I am a writer looking to use my background in psychology (understanding how people think) and drama (understanding how people act) to make meaningful connections and help others improve the quality of their lives. I am passionate about making a positive difference in this world and I hope to do so with my words. View all posts by Darling LaBelle