Today’s prompt: What mystery are you living with – and how does it shape your days?
People confound me. I never can quite understand why people do what they do, especially when it comes to traffic, an interesting place because people feel isolated in their vehicles and act as such but are completely surrounded by other people.
Generally, I find myself perplexed by what people do. I need to learn how to let it go but I’m driven by a desire – need – to understand. I, myself, am a great source of wonder to myself, ruminating on things I’ve done or thought, and unable to resolve any conflicts. I suppose, in this way, I’m a mystery to myself, which could possibly go someway to explaining my confusion about others.
I like watching whodunits, especially the ones that are not so heavy, like High Potential or Elsbeth most recently. Monk was another good one. There are a good few out there that do a decent enough job of embroiling some humour. I do find myself getting annoyed when a love story is introduced.
There’s so much about this world that I’d like to discover but I have to be more focussed in my approach, choosing the muddied paths that interest me most. Why that’s such a hard decision for me is yet another mystery.
This writing prompt is from Letters’ Lounge.
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