It’s Over When …

It’s little things. Always. — A Story in 100 Words.

It’s little things. Always. — A Story in 100 Words.

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I had to return something at the store. It was the wrong size (and a dreadful color). As I waited in line, I noticed a little tchotchke that I thought she’d find amusing. Nothing fancy, mind you.

It’s not that I wasn’t thinking of her; I was always. But something had shifted.

There was a time when I wouldn’t give that a second thought. 
But now?

When the desire to do the little things goes away …well, then, it’s over. 
It IS the little things.

It was then that I knew what I had to do. 
I didn’t want to.