The word for this week was wretched, being or appearing mean, miserable, or contemptible
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The wind was
howling. In its wake followed snow; the kind that manages to be wet
and sharp all at the same time. The kind of snow that cuts right
through your flesh down to your very core; down to your very soul.
It was a
wretched day, and there seemed to be no escape from it. I darted
from place to place. Each place I stopped offered the promise of
shelter, but each time it was a hollow promise. There seemed to be
no shelter anywhere from the misery. I was quickly losing my will to
try. It would be easier to just stay where I was, give in to the
bone chilling cold; easier to drift off to sleep, and never wake up.
The will to
live was for the moment, however, stronger than the cold; stronger
than the weariness gathering around me. I kept trying, kept seeking,
kept going. Finally, I was rewarded. I found a spot, some shelter
from the wind, seemingly made just for me. The spot was not luxurious
by any stretch of the imagination, but it was enough.
Sometimes,
enough is better than any luxury.
I nestled in,
gave thanks for the shelter, and weathered the storm.
Beautiful. Very moody and super gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteIt made me glad you found a good shelter. I love snow...for about 15 minutes.
ReplyDelete"Sometimes, enough is better than any luxury" Love that.
ReplyDeleteWell done!
Agreed: enough is better than luxury.
ReplyDeleteIt's uplifting after all. I like that.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea that your piece could be entirely metaphorical, and that the cold and snow could represent depression or some other overwhelming emotion.
ReplyDeleteBTW - the comment problem may be this. Blogger gets snarky about Wordpress (and everything else, but especially Word Press). Try turning off the captcha word verification. I have read from several sources (though you should probably research it yourself) that you won't be just opening the spam floodgates if you do so. I tend to get fed up when I get jounced around between word verification, signing in on Word Press (which now thinks it owns the Open ID world, too, something related to blogger's routing system, NOT anything you control). And then if I type those words correctly only to be informed that I haven't done so, I give up after awhile. I kind of think this may be what's hitting you, because I had to do Name/URL to get my comment to go through
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking up.I really like this piece. You create the scene beautifully and you develop it nicely. I'm not being lazy, but I'm going to highlight the line a few others have: 'enough is better than luxury'. It's perfect. Thanks for sharing this with us.
ReplyDeleteHope you can join up for the weekend challenge.
Sorry it took me so long to get here. I agree with the comments here, this is so lush and sorrow-filled, yet survival and gratitude shine through.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you are playing some Trifecta with me, it's a lovely community to use as a shelter in times of storms your words are so very yummy. <3