He looked at the sand. Picking up a handful, he wondered how many grains were in his hand. Hundreds of thousands? “Not enough,” the said under his breath. I need more.
She needed glasses. It wasn’t that she couldn’t see without them, but what she could see with them. When she wore glasses, her eyes focused so deeply that she could see not only the physical but also beyond. It was like a superpower. But she needed glasses.
I haven’t bailed on writing. Look, I’m generating a random paragraph at this very moment in an attempt to get my writing back on track. I am making an effort. I will start writing consistently again!