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.</p><p id="9e96">I turned from this and found a part of a church, though I did not know it then to be a church — not until a nun came to me and got all excited. She and the other nuns had been busy, I suppose. They had small collections of trinkets, like party favors. Instead, they were to entertain and capture the attention of young women and, I suppose, men who might join them in their community.</p><p id="fe70">Interestingly, as a young girl, I wanted to be a nun. I thought it would be a peace-filled life.</p><p id="4487">I grew up. And I didn’t end up doing that.</p><p id="0233">But this nun thought I was the one to lead them forward, this group of people who didn’t know what they wanted to do with their lives.</p><p id="e581">She took my hand, and right then, a wind rose. I was like a kite in this wind, though she did not lose her grasp on my hand.</p><p id="5154">Others were also rising in the wind. I said something. I can’t remember what it was. I think it h

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ad something to do with God. A brother sat behind me. He was elderly and wore robes, all draped upon him. He began to talk. And talk. And talk until he began to sound like the surf. I was ear numb. It didn’t matter what he said, but it was boring as all get-out. I couldn’t pay attention to him anymore. I was trying to be polite, but the wind lifted him, too, and I lost track of him.</p><p id="6210">I felt I had found a group I wanted to be with. There were other sisters there. It was my family.</p><p id="8a16">I woke up and decided to record the dream.</p><p id="9adc">Here.</p><p id="1346">Where you are.</p><p id="c379">Perhaps I should take the day and do something with that most entertaining first sentence that came to me in a dream. I just want to see if there is more behind it. Enough to tell.</p><p id="53c0">Thanks for reading.</p><p id="226f"><a href="https://pmevanosky.medium.com/subscribe">🌸<b>°•°</b>🌸 <b>Pauline</b> 🌸<b>°•°</b>🌸</a></p></article></body>

An Opening Line

All Books Start with That Perfect First Line

Another opening line — Prepared by the Author in Canva

The best dreams, at least the more interesting ones, come after I’ve been up for a while. This morning provided me with an opening line for a book.

It was this: It was an interesting life. I lay there in a half-stupefied state, marveling at the promise of the line. It was a marvelous life. It was an interesting life. My life was entertaining.

Then, I must have gone back to sleep because I had a dream.

I’d been somewhere busy, with a lot of frenetic activity. I struggled to find a point in all the activity, and I was hard-pressed to do so. It was pointless.

I turned from this and found a part of a church, though I did not know it then to be a church — not until a nun came to me and got all excited. She and the other nuns had been busy, I suppose. They had small collections of trinkets, like party favors. Instead, they were to entertain and capture the attention of young women and, I suppose, men who might join them in their community.

Interestingly, as a young girl, I wanted to be a nun. I thought it would be a peace-filled life.

I grew up. And I didn’t end up doing that.

But this nun thought I was the one to lead them forward, this group of people who didn’t know what they wanted to do with their lives.

She took my hand, and right then, a wind rose. I was like a kite in this wind, though she did not lose her grasp on my hand.

Others were also rising in the wind. I said something. I can’t remember what it was. I think it had something to do with God. A brother sat behind me. He was elderly and wore robes, all draped upon him. He began to talk. And talk. And talk until he began to sound like the surf. I was ear numb. It didn’t matter what he said, but it was boring as all get-out. I couldn’t pay attention to him anymore. I was trying to be polite, but the wind lifted him, too, and I lost track of him.

I felt I had found a group I wanted to be with. There were other sisters there. It was my family.

I woke up and decided to record the dream.

Here.

Where you are.

Perhaps I should take the day and do something with that most entertaining first sentence that came to me in a dream. I just want to see if there is more behind it. Enough to tell.

Thanks for reading.

🌸°•°🌸 Pauline 🌸°•°🌸

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