“A fool and
his money are soon parted.”
Mr. T*
#quote
I hit a wall
during one of the times I seized today, though it wasn't hard, so I
mostly hit the wall and slumped down a bit. As usual my seizures are
conscious so I didn't it the floor or anything. I just want to say it
happened, I'm fine, and I'm going to persevere until it gets better
than this. Sometimes that makes me feel better. Anyway onto the flash
fiction!
The Stories
Under The Sunsets
Everyday the
Sun rises and sets. Over and over. Over and over. Real stories
happen. Ones where people marry and live long happy lives. Ones with
science and discovery. Ones with rebels and sins. Ones with heroes
and danger. That's all the Earth holds under the sun rises and
sunsets. It takes time for these stories to happen under the Sun.
They are not all at the same time or in the same place, but they're
there.
Know that
you're one of those stories under the Sun and that each day, some
ways away someone else is a story. The important, or exciting part of
your story may not be happening on that day, but it will.
Though one last
thing to remember. After your story is over, the Sun will keep going,
so you may want to leave something behind, a happy family, monument,
or discovery, or something else. That will make sure that your story
has an epilogue after the sunset on the day you pass on.
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