What’s your default
when you’re by yourself,
when there is no one to please,
no one to convince,
no reason to pretend?
When you wake up in the morning,
before the day begins,
before worries find their way in,
before the world asks anything of you—
what are you then?
Hopeful?
Unhurried?
Confident?
Peaceful?
What holds you steady?
What forms your foundation,
your quiet building blocks?
You,
before everything else?
What’s your default?
This piece is written in response to the three hundred and first edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – DEFAULT hosted by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
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