Daily Prompt: Do you hold grudges or do you believe in forgive and forget?
Forgiveness doesn’t always come easy. One might assign spite or towards another but in turn the giver is the burdened. Not because you let them know you hate them necessarily mean it matters to them. Forgiveness is energy conserved.
Hate, I’ve come to conclude, is fruitless passion. Still, it doesn’t makes forgiving any easier because the want to loathe, the need to hurt can be overpowering. Spite is an all consuming flame. It is much easier on the pride to act in such a manner but then pride is no promise of a lighter soul. Then ‘easy’ itself is no guarantee of happiness at the end of the day.
The above is on a much more extreme scale of things. Continue reading
Write a post entirely in the present tense.
– The Daily Post
Two thirds of this is factual, just so you know.
It’s not surprising I hadn’t slept last night. My sleeping patterns aren’t healthy, surely, but tell it to behave why don’t you. I drag my drowsy lump of a body up the stairs then to trudge along to my room with a defined yawn stamped wide on my face. It hadn’t been hot out today that I should be compelled to reroute to the bath immediately. I want to crash so badly. Just before I reached the door, I stop in my tracks. My nose twitched. Breath in again. Again, deeply this time. It’s going to rain. The fresh, untamed scent riding on the wind carried a whiff of smoke, but little of that. I’m torn: stay there statue still till the heavens descend in all it’s condensed glory or to just beat it.
Then suddenly … I wasn’t slumped with exhaustion that much anymore. Needle. And I need some thread. Why these odd urges come to me at these odd moments will forever mystify me. There was a small pile of undergarments to be mended. Certainly, they cannot wait any longer. Why me? Why couldn’t there be an urgent secret meeting of elemental magicians that I need to attend somewhere? No such luck. Continue reading