I typed as much as I could. My eyelids droop and I stepped back, pleased that I regained the energy pulsing through my fingertips.
The momentum rushed me, warming my hands. I realised I could write more than yesterday. My eyelids droop and I continued typing. My strength wavered, but my mind leaked words.
I woke up slightly weary despite having a deep slumber. Again, knowing I could write more than yesterday, I typed in multiple projects. My eyelids drooped and my head grew heavy, but I continued, embracing the warmth of words radiating from within. I loved it. I didn’t want to extinguish it.
I woke up depleted. Nonetheless, words continued to overflow my mind. I typed. The Conductor knocked on my cabin. A warning. I felt debilitated, yet I need to continue. He knocked again, louder this time. I conceded and stepped back. Then I realised heat throbbed in my hands and head, burning me out.
Very Sincerely Yours,
Clarissa Choo-Choo Train
Clarissa Choo is a vessel used for Christ’s glory. Although she has lived in four countries, Heaven is her only Home. She desires to sow His seeds and to serve third culture kids, teens, and writers. Besides writing, she loves to wash dishes, chop ingredients into smithereens, and record hymns on her piano. Peek into her Christian TCK Email Ministry or read more posts.