It’s an exotic island with picturesque beauty spread out in front of her, and her eyes can’t stop gorging on it all.
The scenic beauty makes striking pictures for social media, but there’s no device of any kind …. it was one of the conditions for her to own this island. How could she accept it?
If she looks at the sky and the water, space is infinite and all hers, but somehow losing luster.
Space becomes fiercely important when invaded. Otherwise, one doesn’t know what to do with it, and looks for a binding structure somewhere to shape life.

Written for Six Sentence Stories

Living a single life as I do, I can relate to this piece.
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Good to know that. Thank you, Keith!
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There’s a time for both, for just enjoying, and for sharing. My habit has been one picture to start and spark memories later, then simply enjoy the moments. Maybe another photo later, if opportunity presents itself, but not always.
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Great! We need to have systems to enjoy moments.
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great post, i’m a lousy gift getter. i appreciate it, it just makes me feel iadequate.
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Thank you, UP!
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It’s sad, that she can’t share the beauty.
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I’d seen a clip of the movie ‘Castaway’ where Tom Hanks who is marooned on an island, speaks to a volleyball and calls him Wilson. Probably that was at the back of my mind.
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Sometimes so hard to accept the gifts so freely given in that singular intimacy.
Inspiring Six.
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Thank you, Liz!
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This need to give shape and definition to space… the void…
Funny how she feels the need to photograph and post instead of just enjoying the beauty around her. This one has me thinking.
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For how long can one enjoy beauty without a companion of some sort? There will be a saturation point.
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That’s true, one always wants to share.
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