A Late Night Thought

After what had seemed like endless delays, I was finally safe, here in a new place, hidden away from all those feckless paparazzi. My gracious hosts had provided me with this lovely room, full of precious heirlooms, and during the day I spent hours cataloging them for the insurance forms. It was the least I could do for these elderly relatives who had opened their hearts and home to me, giving me shelter from the relentless pressures of the outside world.

But now it was nighttime, very late, and I couldn’t sleep. My mind was foggy from all the stress I had been under before I came here. Though my therapist had advised me to stay away from the internet, I couldn’t resist a little peek. At first, it was a blessed relief not to see my name and face plastered everywhere, but then I wondered…

Where were my fans? Where were the peeps who supposedly revered me? Shouldn’t they have been concerned about where I was and why I had suddenly disappeared from view? Did they no longer care???

Maybe I should post a teeny video just to say hello. I hadn’t changed my outlook about needing a break, but I didn’t want people to completely forget about me either! Plus I felt super cute in this new designer tank top.

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Written for Emma’s Wednesday Writing Prompt (post title) and all the Wednesday prompts that fit together.