the drawing board

“Are you going to listen to me this time?” her heart said. Tired of mumbling, it spoke quite clearly. “This is it.”

She sat on the floor and cried. Faced with the consequences of what happened after the other times she had not listened, she knew she needed to make a new choice. Oh, but where to begin?

“Come up with your ideal life in each place,” her heart suggested. “Figure out where you’d live, how you’d get around…”

That sounds like a great idea, she thought. It was a start, at least.

So, she opened a new window in her browser that was soon to be filled with nearly a hundred tabs of research. She would come up with a plan for each place and whichever worked out best, well, that’s where she would go.

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