The Piece de Resistance . . . or, at least, A Post Piece
As promised the trio last week, I’m providing a post piece of a creative/fictional nature. Well, not really, it’s just a speedily penned piece containing a flurry of thoughts.
Cliffhanging
Do you hang on the words of someone’s promise? Dangle at the edge of a precarious decision? Clasp the present moment as if there’s no future? Refuse to peer below for fear of what may lie waiting? A suspenseful situation, hanging from a cliff . . . but not entirely scary.
Life hands you lemons; you make lemonade (I’ve made many a pitcher). There’s validity in that familiar phrase, like the one about the light at the end of the tunnel or miracles do happen or [fill in with expression of preference].
Some of us may be pessimists or, at the very least, sceptics . . . as opposed to septics, of course, which may not actually be all that different in the great scheme of things: cynical versus toxic. Then, positivity proves limited.
There’s something to be said for maintaining a positive outlook, embracing faith. If you don’t believe, how could something good come your way? How could encouraging, optimistic feelings and forces enfold you if negative ones encase you like a huge glass bubble?
Cliffhanging is electrifying and testing . . . daunting to be sure . . . but it could also prove thrilling [enjoyable]. Confront negativity, face fear. Hang on, hold on. Refuse to let go. Gaze below. What will you see? A never-ending expanse of jagged concrete? Or a vast field of downy daisies?
Will fear stop you cold? Or will faith empower you to embrace the unknown?
Once cliffhanging’s been mastered, what’s to prevent cliffdiving?
Just a flurry of frivolous, fragmented thoughts. Far from a pièce de résistance . . . but a postable piece . . . kind of, sort of, maybe. 
