Briefly… Uncertainty

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Shouldn’t I be flying or something? I mean, really? A ladder?

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God… Wait, I can’t just say that anymore, can I? I might actually get a response now…

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Yeah, like He’s gonna be on a ladder.

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Just like Him. Still gotta make ya work, even after you’re R.I.P.ing.

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Wonder if she’ll be there.

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Betcha she flew. Always so saintly, so “touched.” Betcha she’s waiting for me.

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I should go right back down.

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But why? I mean, what’s to be uncertain of now?

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Oh hell, there’s nothing left. No more holding on.

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Stupid ladder.

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That last bit, by the way, would have been joyfully included, had either the 100 Word Song or Friday Fictioneers prompts pulled from today, mandated a total word count of 100 and 2.

The only thing that Life guarantees us is an end to it all. What we do from start till finish is then pretty much left up to us. I am still finding my way, and I know that many of you are in the same boat. It’s a good boat to be in – much better than the one filled with the folk who think that they’ve already figured it all out. Grab an oar dears, shall we, and then let’s paddle on!

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This week’s song was chosen by Melissa: “Uncertainty” by The Fray