I Find Life in Dead Places

How to thrive in spaces between milestones

Robin Riback
Wise Writer Musings

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An empty abandoned hallway building, possibly a school. Pictures are on the brick wall. Light is streaming in unseen windows. A ceiling is half-lit with florescent lighting and it goes to a door in the far distance.
Photo by Sinitta Leunen on Unsplash

Before the pandemic, I sprinted from beginning to end. The tightrope connecting points A to B was a waste of time, that is until my milestones became stumbling blocks. Now, when I write, past and present tenses relax into rhythmic participles, moving figures of speech —

As I was walking from the wreckage, I began thinking,

I am thriving In Between.”

That was my first journey toward joy.

Are we there yet?

As a child in the back seat of a car, whether traveling — more like enduring — a three-hour road trip or riding to the toy store two minutes from our house, I’d ask,

“Are we there yet?”

“We’ll be there in a minute.”

Twirling imaginary etch-a-sketch nobs, I rode blind, “Are we there yet?”

“No, but I spy with my little eye something that starts with the letter C.”

“Car?”

‘No’.”

“Cow?”

“No.”

“Cloud?”

“Correct!’

“Are we there yet?”

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Robin Riback
Wise Writer Musings

I write humor self-help articles & fiction with a smudge of the dark side. Do you want to write stronger, better, faster? I can help. https://robinriback.com/