Exhaustion had become her. Almost every cell in her limbs had begun to cry out loud in protest.
Barely a gulp of water left, she reeled under the heat of the feisty sun.
Almost there, Almost done……..she told herself in quite whispers.
This is what happens:
- When you sit on your butt for 1 whole month with barely any exercise (walking around in an overcrowded mall for 4 hours straight to find that perfect pair of jeans obviously DIDNOT count) and then you wake up one morning filled with remorse and you decide to go for a run.
- When you don’t write for ages together and then when you start, you cannot stop till you make it sound sufficiently (overly) dramatic.
In other news, I decided to challenge myself to write for 30 days ( Ahem. hopefully continuously!) starting today.