Day 19 Prompt
Draw and write. Something you used to love that you now feel differently about.
Notes: This prompt sparked nothing I could think of. Inside my imagination, inside my mind, lives the possibility of everything I’ve ever loved, even those things I haven’t partaken of for decades and never will again (like smoking cigarettes), or habits long broken (like sleeping till noon), or claims of who or what I am (like being a night owl). I can still remember loving those things, or claiming those things as mine, and therefore, though I no longer love nor make such claims, I cannot say that I feel differently about them — what I felt remains in me. If I’d need to access it to write a story or empathize with someone else, that love is etched in me. Or that complicated tangle of emotions, of which love is a part. What I drew has nothing to do with this. I just had fun drawing it.
xo, Carrie