
For the visually challenged writer, the photo is of a woman with a pensive expression on her face as she sits upon a large, mossy rock deep inside a forest.
Thinking time
Thinking space
Time to think in space
Freeing her mind
To permutations
Possibilities
And indecision
She sighs
and shifts
position
Realising now
Her mother was right
Sitting on damp rocks
Will give you piles
Haha! What a pragmatic ending
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If only she’d taken a cushion to sit on!
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Yup, would be much better
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That last line caught me by surprise! 😂
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😜
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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