Today’s writing prompt required me to look at a piece of writing I did a long time ago and ‘recycle’ it in a new way. I’m not going to post the original, but I’m going to use the general idea from it and rewrite it in a creative fashion.
I hope you enjoy it. 🙂
Jeremy was still the same person he had always been, yet he knew he was also different. He felt sometimes that he was a walking contradiction. On the one hand he hadn’t changed at all. He looked the same, albeit a little older, and his family and friends remarked how nothing about him had changed, but they couldn’t see into his soul. They didn’t know what had happened to him these past few years living overseas and they weren’t able to see how these experiences had altered his mindset.
He remembered the baby he’d seen at one of the borders between Thailand and Cambodia. He’d watched in silent horror as the mother had cradled her child, squatting in the dirt, the baby looking up at her with eyes that were wise beyond its years. The baby’s head was swollen with water and Jeremy knew it was going to die. He’d wanted to do something, but he’d kept walking.
He’d kept walking.
What kind of a person did that?! What kind of a person walked away from another human being that needed help?
He would never forgive himself for that.
His family and friends didn’t know how he’d almost lost his sanity when he fell in love with a local girl who was as mixed up as he was. They’d had a relationship that could only be described as ‘turbulent,’ and yet he’d wanted her more than anything else he’d ever wanted before.
He’d never gotten her.
He still thought about her, but he smiled as he considered the possibility that perhaps the fantasy was better than the reality. He’d never know and he didn’t need to.
Yes, he was still the same person, but travel had broadened his mind, opened him up to a world of possibilities he’d never even considered.
And yet here he was, back in his hometown.
He knew he’d only be happy here for awhile before the urge to move on would call to him again.
His soul was restless, but for once, his mind was still.