The prompts at 3WW today are: luster, threat, and glare.
Terror begins to overwhelm me.
Headaches, nausea, aches and pains.
The luster of happiness cracked under stress.
With no way to defend myself,
I tremble in the face of the threat.
It feels like I am under hot lights,
Sweating through their glare.
Fear and loathing coats my skin,
Leaving an oily stain on my soul.
We found out last night that there may be some issues with us adopting our son. Think good thoughts for us, January can't come soon enough.
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