Out Of Bounds
This week’s theme/prompt is:
HEADS - Line
We all have lines. The boundaries we create in our minds that we believe can never be crossed. Spoken or unspoken. Thought of, but maybe not expressed. Maybe you don’t even know you have that line, until someone crosses it. The lines you clearly delineate and guard: You are not surprised when someone crosses them. You are prepared for such an inevitability and you defend your lines.
The other lines, the ones you didn’t know you even had in your head, are surprisingly left open to attack. Possibly because it is so far out there, the chances of anyone crossing that line. But it happens. And you are confused, possibly devastated and unsure exactly what to feel.
So you walk away from that line. You abandon that battle and retreat. You write cryptic posts because it is too personal to talk about. But it’s there. What is most astounding is that people “never cease to amaze you” with what they are capable of.
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Yes, very cryptic post… You leave me with a bunch of questions, but I really just hope that everything is okay and that you have a great week!
I hope all is ok, let me know if you need to chat!!
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Sometimes I let people cross the lines when I shouldn’t. I gotta work on that. Great post.
I am not very good at confrontations.
Cryptic indeed. Perhaps metaphorical . . .
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Blessings,
Linda
PS: Don’t forget to play at SIMPLY SNICKERS this week . . . posting new poetry prompts every Sunday.
very true we all have them and everyone’s is a little different
Oh, beautifully done. And it is so true, too.
Did you see the award I gave you on my blog?
I have recently crossed a line I shouldn’t have and have been wondering whether or not to write a cryptic post.
Interesting observations – so far, Vix, “you never cease to amaze me”
Have a good rest of the week – I’m still recovering from the aftershock of the lost hard drive and thankfully, Mercury won’t be in retrograde again until September … I would put a reminder in my phone or email, but that would probably tempt fate.
HUGE HUGS! Love ya, support ya and I conider myself your friend.
Was it me? Did I cross the line? I knew I shouldn’t have ordered you that male escort. I’m sorry. You just seemed like you needed a good night on the town with Jeremy the Firefighter. He looked fun in the brochure. Jeez.