She held the knife in two hands like a samurai sword.
Looking at the watermelon, her sworn enemy, she bowed her head.
It was going to be a battle to the death, but she didn’t feel like dying tonight!
Cutting deftly, the watermelon never had a chance and soon it was bleeding chunks on her counter.
Extremely happy with herself, she popped a piece in her mouth and spit out the seeds.
Clutter rampaged across his mental landscape
Leaving a mess of chaos that scrambled his thoughts
Old ideas mixed with current observations and new connections
Giving him no chance to respond to her questions
Grimacing all he could do was shrug his shoulders
Everything he wanted to say tried to come out at the same time, allowing nothing to escape his lips
Distraught, he knew that job opportunity was lost
She felt under attack during her interview
It seemed that every person wanted to tear her apart, break her
Every time she had five minutes to herself, she almost broke down and cried
Getting this chance was her way to something so much better, but was the battle worth it
Examining her casualties, she decided no.
Putting together yet another try was one of the most satisfying things he did
Reaching down he snapped in the last fitting and took a breath, ready to see if it worked
Of course, building all these iterations was also one of the worst things he could do
They reminded him of the numerous failures he didn’t plan for, that he was a bad engineer
Only he knew there was almost zero chance that the first one would work out of the box
That was the stuff of myths, legends, and dumb luck
Yearning to know if this was the one, he flipped the on switch
Prepared for sparks to fly and flames to claim one more attempt
Except this time it didn’t burn. It still didn’t work, but that was still progress?
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Determined to let chance decide not only my fate but everyone’s
I rolled the five of them, hoping for the best, but needing a perfect result
Couldn’t look as they spun to a stop
Everyone gasped. I peeked at the result before screaming triumphantly. The dragon was dead!
Revealing light streams over the landscape
Abstract shapes resolve into the finite
Dictating reality to manifest yet again
It warmed her heart every time it happened
As the sun slowly eased itself above the threshold of the horizon
The green flash announcing its next jaunt across the sky
Exciting her eyes with the potential of a new chance, a new day
Realizing there are times when you are broken inside
Everything just rattles around and you feel the stabbing of the sharp pieces
Putting that back together would be difficult if not impossible
Leaving what would be left is an incomplete you
As some of the parts would be lost or the edges rounded to leave gaps
Covered with tape and superglue. Looking in the mirror you don’t recognize your own soul
Embrace a new chance, a new hope, a new you and let the rubble be recycled
Holding onto her with both hands, not wanting to ever let her go
And yet there she was, spinning away from me, somehow slipping from my grasp
Now I tried to catch her, I tried so hard
Didn’t stand a chance, though
Life slowed down as she fell to the pavement and shattered
Ever since then, I put my cellphone in a case with a…
Beating up her heart with blows of pure logic
Reality was there was no chance this was really love
Almost certainly it was just hormones and nothing more
It was a waste of time, and her resources were better used studying
Not that she could think of anything but the taste of his lips…
Now everyone was counting the seconds
Excited about a new beginning, a new something
What changes were possible
Yet he sat on the couch and sipped his champagne calmly
Every day was his chance to begin anew, to try to right his wrongs
And that allowed him to find peace with himself every night as he went to sleep
Ready to celebrate a new chance, a new resolution, every day. That was worth celebrating
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