Wanting

by Veronica Foale on March 4, 2011

in Fiction

She throws sensibility to the wind as she races through the grass. A quick spin and then laughter and she feels alive for the first time in days. As she walks back towards her shoes, she decides that sensibility is a curse and is not to be inflicted on anyone.

She leaves with a promise to buy striped purple leggings and wildly inappropriate shoes.

To wear jewellery simply because she likes it and to buy a whimsical scarf.

To dress in red and yellow and to stop and taste the sunshine.

To write about whatever she takes a fancy to, regardless of whether it’s truthful, and to write often.

These things, she promises herself.

Devi March 4, 2011 at 10:33 pm

I feel lighter and freer reading that! TY!

Marylin March 4, 2011 at 11:00 pm

Oh I love this! I feel all light and fluffy having read it. 🙂 x

kim(frogpondsrock) March 5, 2011 at 8:20 am

Good promises sweety. I like them. I like them a lot.

Achelois March 5, 2011 at 12:01 pm

I like this.

kebeni March 5, 2011 at 6:37 pm

gorgeous!!!

Watershedd March 6, 2011 at 10:36 am

Will she wear the red and yellow with the striped purple leggings? Sounds awesome!

Beet March 6, 2011 at 8:25 pm

I hope she keeps her promise!

Fiona March 6, 2011 at 9:54 pm

I have a vast collection of colourful and patterned tights. They help.

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