She was never here. Never present. Always lost in daydreams, a far-off look in her eye.
She had so much, but couldn’t see it. She was too attached to her illusions.
Without them, she was nothing…
Written for Weekend Writing Prompt # 92 – Wool-Gathering | Word count: 36
Note: The Seven of Cups from the Tarot is often associated with daydreams and having unrealistic expectations from life, and corresponds perfectly with the word, “wool-gathering”, I think 🙂
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Very clever take.
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Dear Sammi,
Wonderful take on the prompt. I’m so enjoying this challenge.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Oh very clever, Sammi, to include the tarot. 🙂
I’ve gone for puns, but you”ll have to wait till Tuesday.
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I didn’t know this. I was raise ’round sheep so I immediately thought of the baa-baa kind of wool gathering.
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The explanation about Tarot really brings the story together for me – nice!
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Love this take, Sammi.
Now off to finish mine…
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