Carol was lying on her bed, staring out of the window, she really had a lot of time to kill. Needless to say, she had useless thoughts and ideas. She thought and spoke of things that made no sense…wait, no sense to others but to her these were the things controlling her life at the moment.
The world was preparing to celebrate Christmas, she was lost, still thinking about last Christmas. She knew that time would never run backwards, it was gone, never to come back again, but she chose to live in denial. This year had been perfect, things had finally fallen into place the way she had wanted. Why was something missing still? She would never be able to bear last year’s heartbreaks again, she was glad they were a thing of the past now, but there was still something about last year that she refused to let go, something that she wanted to cling on forever…
The year was gone, the people and events gone will never return now, all that Carol had now was the year ahead, luckily it promised a lot of good things, her old dreams were in line to materialise now…but why did she still have one last wish, that one yearning….why couldn’t she have it all?
