It seemed to be a big task. How would he ever manage to complete it?
It’s not as if he had any prior knowledge or even the necessary skills. Just his hopes and dreams – and that would have to be enough.
He would tackle the challenge little by little and in a long while it would be done. He picked up the pen and started to write.
Once upon a time…. there was a little boy who had a dream…..
Taking time out, she sat beside the calm ocean. She needed tranquility to soothe her turbulent thoughts.
Tumbling around in her mind, her thoughts were overwhelming.
Should I leave or should I stay? It would be a difficult choice either way.
In her anger she had said words she hadn’t meant. So had he. Was there any way back to the calmness she once felt with him alongside her?
Sighing, she looked out across the ripples lapping the seashore. Then she saw it. A rogue wave racing across the waters towards where she was standing.
She stood and opened her arms. This would solve her quandary.
“If this wave reaches me I will be swept into the turbulence and this torment will end.”
She had found her tranquility in the turbulence.