Member-only story
Requiem for a Dream
Pair with Sometimes it Snows in April by Prince
And then came the day when she could not remember why she had wanted it more than anything else. The dream it represented had passed and maybe holding onto it had been her way of grieving. But now other dreams needed her attention, and her insistence on keeping this idea on life support took up too much energy. She had to release it. Letting it slip into its final resting place was easier than she had feared, and left her relieved and open to new thoughts. After all, it was just a house.
Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career elsewhere. She crafts universal tales from everyday life with an honest and witty pen. Besides working on her next book, she sharpens her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.
