I had a plan.
And it didn’t work.
So I made a new one.
Hoping that would solve everything.
When that didn’t work I tried again.
And again I failed.
I didn’t understand.
I was starting to doubt myself.
Was it even possible? I would think as I went to bed after yet another failure.
I didn’t know what to do.
Everything I tried seemed to fail.
Not once did I even get close to what I wanted.
But every day I woke with a new plan.
One that I was sure was going to work.
And when that one didn’t I cried myself to sleep.
Only to wake the next day with another plan.
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Categories: flash fiction