i am in a historical novel

October 11, 2016 1:10am CST
I'm not. But there is swirling mist beyond the bus windows, hiding the mountainous hills which exist not here in Flatland, but in my imagination. The wind turbines groan and mumble as the wind turns their sails, much like the old-fashioned windmill. My passenger carriage goes so fast that it must be being dragged by one hundred horses, who pant and snort their way through the twisty lanes, caring little about the bumps and falls which come as part of the package. I am not the weepy heroine, unable to survive without a romantic liaison with some dashingly brooding stud of a man. I am instead the stoically calm heroine, quietly pondering the world around her, bottling up those feelings that others have no problem releasing into the atmosphere, soaking them up before they damage the world. Other characters in my tale of woe will shortly come into view, and our heroine will gain a bigger knot of anxiety in her belly. Work is horrid. It is easy to say, Why don't you just find another job? but the sufferer of anxiety, depression and shyness, with her chronically introverted personality, would much prefer to stay with the Devil she knows than go through the rigmarole of job searching, CV updating, interviews and a bunch of new people. So, our heroine will stumble on and keep everything inside, a fizzy bottle of plonk just waiting for the right moment to explode. Enough rambling ... the bus is filling up. The poorly horses will soon be tired. Happy Day!
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@WorDazza (8708)
• Manchester, England
11 Oct 16
Wonderful imagery! I feel for you, I really do. I've been there (and in some respects am still there). Maybe you can use this place as a safety valve rather than allowing it to build up. Whatever you do make sure you keep writing this sort of stuff. I love it!
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11 Oct 16
How kind of you, sir. Thank you muchly.
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@WorDazza (8708)
• Manchester, England
11 Oct 16
@Poppylicious You're very welcome. Although a heroine from a historical novel would probably have replied "Good sir, you are much too kind. I feel I am not worthy of such high praise from one so esteemed as your good self!" Although of course the two glaring errors in that statement are that I am not esteemed and you are indeed worthy of such praise.
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11 Oct 16
@WorDazza Ah, but I'm just the lowly milkmaid in this historical novel. My use of language is not as advanced as one whom has been to Finishing School in Switzerland.
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@LadyDuck (126314)
• Switzerland
11 Oct 16
I know I would do the same. The simple idea to change the job stressed me enough to decide to skip the idea. Use your fantasy to escape the real world.
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12 Oct 16
Yes, as long as I still have my imagination intact I can {probably} remain sane. :)
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@LadyDuck (126314)
• Switzerland
12 Oct 16
@Poppylicious Yes you can, we must use our imagination to survive all the daily annoyances, that are many.
• Preston, England
11 Oct 16
it is great to sometimes escape reality by using our imagination this way
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11 Oct 16
It certainly made my bus journey go by much quicker!
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