Easily Discouraged

microfiction, Instant Karma

“You never finished it?”

“No. It wasn’t right. Besides, a better idea came along.”

“But you should go back to it. You never know…”

“Oh, I couldn’t, really. What’s the point?”

“Put it out there, see what people think. What have you got to lose?”

The man rubbed his chin, frowning. “No, I don’t think so.” He turned away, unwilling to speak or face his fear: it might not be good enough. It would reflect badly on him. Best left alone, here in the dark, where no one could see or judge. Or know.

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