Postcarded
Poppy’s Prompts | #2 February Edition - First Touch
Here is a link to the prompt, in case you want to jump into the pool:
Wish you could be here it is really an amazing place to finally let your mind go blank and not worry about all the problems of the world when you realize that there's nothing you can do anyway and why don't more people do this you'd think that they would just go for it and we would have to fight all the crowds and they just have all this place ready for the bodies and the screaming and the garbage and why don't people just stay away from this place and leave it alone and I love it here and don't want to go go go go go...
I hope you get this one they say that they can send it to you even if I write too much...
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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Wow does this have me thinking. Intriguing Kendall. Congratulations 🎊
Yay!✅ So glad you got 2nd place in Poppy’s February Challenge, with this masterpiece!❤️
Ooooh this is awesome. That run-on sentence really masterfully encapsulates the feeling of raw desperation. Super super well done!!
Intriguing. Postcard from hospital bed awaiting death?
Whoaaaa, this was so intense! I loved this so much!
Chilling!! This felt like madness!
Amazing story & so terrifying to write or receive it!
Creative! Good job on this, Kendall!
Ooooo, love this one, Kendall! Not such a peaceful place after all.
They didn't let me write postcards when I was on the ward.
This is wonderful and intriguing writing, Kendall. The sort of thing that this reader cannot easily shake off. Although you may not have written this as a problem to be solved, I find myself puzzling over the clues in the postcard and the story. The post card is dated June 5, 1935, and post marked from Honolulu, Hawaii. But the postcard is from Ft Miley, Veteran’s Hospital overlooking the Golden Gate in California. It is marked by a censor, suggesting that the sender is in the military. Is its writer a veteran who stayed at the VA Hospital once? Is the writer a veteran of what was know in 1935 as the Great War? The writer sounds suspiciously like either a lunatic or a person who is in a terrifying situation. But if the latter is true, why does he want to stay? Final clues, ‘they’ said ‘they’ can send it even if he writes too much and the single word ‘unsaid’ beneath the postcard. But the postcard does not provide any material information at all. Answer???????
1935 postcard from Hawaii to San Antonio...a military vet in the hospital that isn't getting his mail answered. How sad!
Just trying to figure out where you are located? Graveyard?
I like it !