Resisting the Urge

It was dark. The air was cool. The mind wandered. The urge fired up. Yet, she had to punch it back down again. Fight to pay attention to the voices in the room instead of the ones in her head. The ones in her head would have to wait. Just another two weeks. That was all. Two or three weeks. Although she had an inkling that by the time that came, the urge would long be gone. An unfortunate event. A disappointment. How could she keep it there, in its place, put it on hold for that duration? How could she keep that balance? She probably couldn't, despite the dreams. The desires. She could only try, and that was all. Give it her best.

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