not quite what i was planning
Stolen from The Telegraph.
The challenge: describe your life in six words. Something pithy, yet evocative, on the model of Hemmingway's famous: For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.. If you need inspiration or examples, click on the link.
The title of this post would have been mine, if someone else (curse them!) hadn't thought of it first.
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How much stronger can I get?
Felt cursed. Hope found. Life continues.
Intriguing series of accomplished I nevers
Must it be? It must be.
Broken heart. Empty womb. Forever hopeful.
Conceived seven times. None made it.
She tried to do it all.
Searching for something, not sure what?
Late bloomer, still growing, finding words.
Ooooo look!!!! I see something shiny!!!!
Unlucky until catastrophe hits. Then lucky.
Life is not one bit fair.
This is not a dress rehersal.
(That is why I wear pants.)
Aching for my baby who's dead.
Done guessing what God already knows.
Now you see it. Now you
Can this be my dress rehearsal?
You can't make this stuff up!
THIS is my life?? Oh shit.
I was just about to say.....
Life is boring, then CRASH! Fuck.
Look and point. But don't touch.
It's late. Make up your mind.
We did this for a friend's birthday party. I thought it was a great exercise, but hard.
Let's see... mine...
Gave up hope. Kept the faith.
Her life, paused, making things suck.
Trying to enjoy life. Still failing.
So sorry. Thank you for playing.
I love this post and comments.
Things change. Sometimes for the better.
Where to go from here? Life?
No molds broken to make me.
Life: it is what it is.
Big Dreams, no drive. I settled.
the only way out is through.
(but I see someone else used that already.)
so...
how much more can I take?
~luna
Still waiting to feel it's real.
Endlessly waiting, stupidly hopeful, awesomely cool.
Me worry? Always. Too many choices.
Luckier than I ought to be.
I thought it was a joke.
Thought herself lucky. Didn't know shit.
It took me all of yesterday, but I finally thought of one:
My happiness lies in another's womb.
Or
Guilt. Anxiety. Worry. More wine please!
that makes me a sad panda
She finally came out, thank god.
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