It had been a very long time since she had been happy. She wasn’t even certain if she knew what the word meant anymore. With a sigh she crumpled the paper in front of her and tossed it to the side. A few pen strokes were visible despite the ball the paper was in the shape of.
Happiness is just a word, A sense of self that I lack Something I wish to get back. Yet I lack the strength To cross the depths of the ford And find my way forward.Written for two different purposes today. The first is for NaPoWriMo and only includes the poem part, though I didn’t use the prompt this time (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-21-2/). The second is for a new challenge from someone that I’ve been following recently and have enjoyed reading her various posts: http://suzie81speaks.com/2014/04/21/weekly-word-challenge-happy/
I hope that this day has found people well. I have not slept since Saturday night and I feel so very floaty…
Breathing In 
Thank you for participating! Really appreciate it!
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I liked doing it.
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So much said in so few words. Thought provoking
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Thank you. It’s been a few words kind of day.
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You did good, kiddo!! very nicely done and you do excellent work when you are “floaty” 😀
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Why thank you! I just have to be careful not to write too much dialogue or it’s really wonky with swift mood changes in the characters.
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