This place could be the launch-pad for all dream ventures, and an anchor for the wandering soul. I looked back at the worn-out, rough, beaten and trodden path that had led me here, and which will remain in the same place, irrespective of what life had to offer beyond it. It promised to take me back where I came from, with the same steady fervor and unflinching loyalty. Suddenly, I realized that I did not want to be in its place. I stood alone on the shore, looking for a floating island, to carry me on uncertain, but exciting journeys.
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Only100 words- Week 15 at Bikurgurl
In Other Words, Place at Patricia’s Place