It may be silly but when I’m feeling sad or generally having a tough time, I like to escape from reality by creating fun little stories — and yes, I suffer from happily-ever-after syndrome because my protagonists always have happy endings.
Here’s the beginning of one I started a few weeks ago…
With the gloss of the evening sun peeking through the slit of her window sill, arianna vowed that things would be different. As sleep enveloped her in its darkness, hope paved the way to a brighter tomorrow.
That’s as far as I got because something came up, I don’t remember what — but it completely distracted me from my lackadaisical day.
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