Foggy
The fog gathered together in piles that gently hit her windshield and rolled off to the sides in a fluid motion. She watched the sun start to rise into the sky as she drove through the misty morning with a favourite song playing in the background. She wasn't quite sure how she had gotten here, it seemed like just yesterday she was so full of life and excitement over new beginnings. Yet, here she was again, on another travel-worn road asking herself the question of how.
Just the other day she had heard a speaker talk about shadow missions. The things in your life that keep you from your real mission. It was then that the nagging thoughts in the back of her mind came to the foreground forcing her to deal with them. The problem about shadow missions she mused, was the fact that they were just so enjoyable. She knew what she had to do, or at least what she shouldn't be doing, but it was just so hard. A part of her broke inside when she realized it. How had she come so far, and lost so much ground in such little time. She was learning that one cannot coast in life, for the moment your guard is down, or you feel that you are in control of things, is when you are going to get hit.
Delay is a breeding ground for doubt. Yet delay allowed her to not take the action that she was dreading.
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posted by Adventures of a Girl @ 11:54 AM
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