fifty words in a story – quicksand

 

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9. Sometimes I think I have managed to get to the top of the hill, only to realize I am in a quicksand. Thriving changes to simply surviving. In the quicksand, I get a new perspective – about myself, others and life. I try to never lose sight of the beautiful hill.

3 thoughts on “fifty words in a story – quicksand

  1. Perhaps, Sobhana, you’re always on top of that hill, perhaps the only difference between the hill and the quicksand is how far you can see, perspective, as you say. Whether you gaze upon the beautiful horizon, or what is near to you.

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