Day 148 Writing Short Stories And Openings

Folly

There’s no folly like taking life seriously. There’s no folly like trying to control every outcome. There’s no folly like forgetting to experience everything.

It had been her mother’s mantra. She had become the opposite. The pencils on her desk were neatly organized. She had done nothing deviating from the plan she had made for herself when she was a kid. And now her mother was gone, dead, and all the control felt pointless. Her head was spinning into chaos, and she didn’t understand...