Friday, August 20, 2010


She sees the light at the end of the tunnel, but she’s been comfort eating so much she can’t get out. And it’s safe with her chocolate and her sweets. So she watches the light thinking that tomorrow she’ll change her life. But now, she’ll sit here. Eat some more.

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Kathryn's Daily Writing Workout said...

Greg found his way to her heart, guided by the shaft of light she'd temporary let in through her gaping mouth. She reached up to her cheek. Her palm brushed across the cold stone where she had once put layers of foundation and rouge, before Greg blasted it clean away.