Wednesday, October 9, 2013
"3WW" (Three Word Wednesday)
When tempers flared, the tension in the room was dreadful. That feeling when all the air has been sucked out, yet you still struggle to breathe;
These are usually the times when the decisions that are declared are hasty. The words, "NOW", "NEVER", WHO CARES?" are thrown about loosely;
And then the dust settles, silence is the order of the evening. Until the next inevitable episode, you both manage. To sustain.
"Three Word Wednesday" prompts: dreadful, hasty, sustain
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