http://slow.writerscafe.org/eliza1whatever The original writings of author eliza en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775364129 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15     I wish I could say that nothingness is theonly thing I feel, but how can you feel something that is not even there? Theemptiness inside of me is entirely the absence of all the beautiful things Icould have felt, only I never did. I can't say I'm sure of what happened. All I know .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/eliza1whatever/3130429/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/eliza1whatever/3130427/ One day, not too long from nowThere will be a time for you and I.I will welcome it with a deep bowFor it will flash before my eye.I really don't know how to say it,But that time will never beSince you'll be out there to find loveAnd I will no longer be.I know I haven't the strengthTo look back at yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/eliza1whatever/3130397/ As I reached the top of the mountain, I realized that itwasn’t worth the climb. Sure, the mountain was not that high, but still higherthan any other spot I’ve ever been on. It was an achievement. Why did it feelso underwhelming?I was the first in my group to reach the top. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/eliza1whatever/3130052/ this story tries to be a glimpse at an emotional conversation between two people. One of them is blind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/eliza1whatever/3129909/