Written for The Unicorn Challenge where we are
asked to get creative in 250 words or less using
the photo below as inspiration. This is my story.

There he stood at the crossroads of his life. He was 72 years old and made more poor choices than he cared to remember. He was purposeless, never knowing which direction to take.
He was an indecisive man. The only true and clear decision he made was marrying his wife. She was his anchor when he began to drift, his lifeboat when he was drowning in the sea of life.
On this crisp autumn day, he was suddenly consumed with the urge to take a walk, clear his head. His wife offered to go with him, but he declined saying thanks, but he needed this time by himself to think.
His wife suggested he wear his new chartreuse windbreaker; if he lost his bearings, as he was often wont to do, he’d be easily visible. And so he donned his yellow-green jacket and took off to find himself.
Now here he stood at the crossroads of his life, literally. He had no idea where he was. As he looked around, he realized he was truly screwed for he blended in perfectly with his surroundings.
At that moment he cursed his wife. He wanted to wear his beloved red jacket but no, she suggested he wear the chartreuse one. Because he could never make up his mind, he did as he was told. Now he was lost without a clue which way to go.
And to think he went off to find himself. Now he wondered if anyone would find him.
NAR©2024
250 Words

This is “Crossroads” by Cream
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keying off your very apt musical addendum:
Nobody seemed to know me
Everybody passed me by
*on a roadtrip in 2010 went to Rosedale looking for the crossroads (most songs are referencing the scene of the deal between Robert Johnson and the Devil.) interesting trip
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Robert Johnson. Became legendary blues musician and songwriter after selling his soul to the devil at the crossroads. Cool story.
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Maybe his time to get it right…for himself by himself… 🤞
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There’s always hope!
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I am sure they will. His wife thought so 😊
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You may be right, Lakshmi. Hope springs eternal!
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All the ingredients for an entertaining humorous couple. Fun story, Nancy! 👍🏻
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Oh, the joy of writing and the many doors it opens! Thanks so much, Michele. ✍🏼
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A wonderful truth! ✨
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Oh dear, he’s overly wife-dependant. He took a risk and it’s not looking good!
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OWD – A serious condition for which there is no cure. Just take ’em out back and shoot ’em! 😂😂
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Yea, why not?
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Yet another one the Universe has to sort out.
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Hahaha! Sorting them out, one bewildered soul after another!
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The Cream rose to the top
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They certainly did!
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and a piece of cake 🍰
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Thanks, luv! Don’t mind if I do!
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🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰
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Loved the video, Nancy.
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It’s Cream. Res ipsa loquitur.
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The thing speaks for itself.
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A man has to do what a man has to do……………… and then the wife has to sort it out! Maybe she hid a tracker device in his jacket just in case!
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Hahaha! Love how you think, Di, but I wouldn’t bet the house on the tracking device!
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Ha!!
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You really capture the ‘lostness’ of the figure in the photo, Nancy.
‘Somebody tell me what to do!’
And your MC, well, did his wife really want him to ‘get lost’?
Maybe not – she offered to go with him.
But is she glad he said ‘no’?
Who knows – and that’s the great thing about your story – it lets the reader write the next part.
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We’ll never know for sure about the wife (unless I write a sequel!).
I would never find myself in a relationship with someone like my MC, unable to make a simple decision on his own. Perhaps the wife’s intentions were innocent enough, but she did push that chartreuse jacket just a bit much, don’t you think?
Thanks for a great comment, Jenne.
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Definitely a loneliness vibe!
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Thanks, Liz. I think my guy here feels lonely often.
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Hmm, Nancy, I’m wondering if the dear wife has just had enough of his dithering and is hoping he’ll get lost permanently?
I like the undercurrent of doubt here.
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Since you and Jenne seem to be of one mind, I’ll tell you what I told her: Having to make every decision for someone else gets old fast; I doubt I’d have the patience to deal with someone like that.
Thanks, CE!
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Poor guy. I hope he is found and does finds himself too.
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He is the epitome of indecision, isn’t he?
Will he be found? Probably, but I doubt he’ll ever find himself.
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Yes, I know.
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Typical….never his fault ….blame the wife!
Sensible woman at home feet up reading a book and having a lovely cuppa… ( Sorry I know there are many ways in which you can interpret this great little story …but I am going with my mood 😄)
💜💜💜
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And I’m right there with you, Willow, feet up and cuppa in hand!
Thanks, luv! 🩶🩶
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