I Celebrate Myself…

In Search of…

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This might be the beginning of a short story, not sure where it might go:

In the end it wasn’t enough for her—the mediocrity of life, the ease of compromise.“There must be more to this,” she thought. Her blood pumped with fervor, she felt trapped in her little town, in her little hut, in the big city—she needed more. So she left, in search of the unknown, the reality that she found only in her dreams. Placing one foot in front of the other, jumping on the back of the neighbor’s bike, hailing a cab, she begins….


Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

One thought on “In Search of…

  1. This is a great beginning! Keep going kiddo; you have real talent.
    Aunt pat

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