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Very smoothly crafted Stan! Now she's lost! Hopefully she finds her way!Hank
Thanks Hank :)
I suppose we must give up the things on the floors below in order to stay on teh top.
I guess so, thanks for stopping by :)
I can feel...life on the top floor was killing her by degrees. I wrote about "she" too. Nice poeming.
Thanks Sabra :)
Is she everywoman? Elizabeth
That I'll never know... Thanks Elizabeth :)
"If she had dreamed at all...' seems such a tragedy... and then she ends up 'lost' This, while it made me sad, made me wonder..... and hunger for more of 'her' story!
Thanks WabiSabi :)
this saddened me and that pleases me :-)
Thanks Mariya :)
Love this one!
Thanks Annell :)
Enjoyed this and I too hope she finds her way.
Oh dear! To me it all got too much for her and the top floor was an invitation to go flying to oblivion.
You're right :)
Wonderful. Succinct and authentic. Reminds me of the woman in the film Jasmine Blue.
Thanks Mishla :)
Great opening, Stan, to a maybe a hopeless situation. Well done.Pamela
Thanks Pamela :)
If the bottom is crowded then the top can be very lonely!! A price one pays!!
Thanks Nanka :)
Obviously, she found a way to escape the confines of top-floor living. The question is, however: Is she better off lost in space?
Could be... Thanks MMT :)
A salutory lesson, that one.
Thanks JCN :)
So off she flew.... A bit bleak. but good use of the wordle words. They slipped in there seamlessly.
Thanks Veronica :)
Thanks for your visit to my continuing story...I've not gotten to this weeks (123) list yet. Trying to catch up first. I like this. I think thought that it doesn't matter where you are if one is lost in the space of their mind. And sometimes that is a very tricky place to find our way out of!