In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Cue the Violins.”
If your life were a movie, what would its soundtrack be like? What songs, instrumental pieces, and other sound effects would be featured on the official soundtrack album?
Listen to them and feel the emotions in them.
I sit here and I swear I can see the bananas turning brown as I continue to contemplate my next step in life. As the bananas slowly rot, I may never be ready.
I have a handful of drafts that are not yet published. Just doing some tweaking here and there on the stories/experiences. I really want to publish them but part of me is afraid to, ha does that make any sense? Anyways, new stuff coming along, some intense, some not too intense. Which I may or may not decide to publish because I’m iffy about the posts still and am afraid once again, ha.
“I stayed up all night trying to study and finish all my work. I should have
started it weeks ago.”
“Why didn’t you just start it right when you knew about the amount of work?”
What I said: “because I’ve been really exhausted and been working on other class work and can almost never fit the time to perfectly incorporate it into my day.”
What I really meant: “Because I’m a piece of shit.”
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