Happiness. It's relative.
It was inevitable that sometime during my 100 Essays in 100 Days project, I would get weak and either skip a day, pledging to make up the lost essay by doing two essays tomorrow, re-posting something that only six people read, betting that everyone will think it’s a new piece, or devising a strategy to write a very short piece so I could pack it in and go to bed.
Hemingway’s famous six word story was made for times like these. Tell a story in six words, someone dared Ernest Hemingway. He wrote the words that have sparked six-word story contests around the world.
“For sale, baby shoes, never worn.”
There it is, a story in six words. It’s a story about a dream, giving up, and moving on. Notice the baby shoes aren’t being stored in a closet or loaned to a friend. They’re being sold. Whatever promise there had been between two people who might have created a baby was broken or surrendered. Powerful little story, told on the back of a napkin, don’t you think?
Here’s mine.
“Matching necklaces, little cousins, worlds apart.”
Goodnight, my friends. See you tomorrow.
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