Here we are again. You and I facing the unknown. Well, it’s obvious we’ll be here tomorrow as well so why bother and kiss me.
Great, always the same.
Gimme a kiss…
…
Come on…
No.
You know you want it.
No.
Well…See you tomorrow.
Maxime Croteau
well. not all is well. all is well. it doesnt take much for me. im alive. basically, everything will be fine. who decides when things go badly? things will always be okay, even if things get sooo shitty. always, if you’re alive, sweat.
Bridget
I don’t feel well, but not even I could admit it to myself.
Katy Beth
not what i feel right now. live well this life. it’s on my foot. maybe someday i will fall down a well. maybe i already have. maybe we are all down a well, screaming for help. or maybe just hanging out, having a chat about life, the meaning of all of this.
mandy
“Tears welled up in her eyes as she began to cry. Her boyfriend had just dumped her. Over the phone.”
I sigh and turn off the TV. No wonder I stopped watching all this dramatic crap a while ago.
vish
Well, that’s what I often start my thoughts with. It’s a respite, isn’t it? A place to pause while my thoughts catch up with my mouth. An interjection.
Kurt
All is well. Be well. I hope you’re well….So many things focused around such an ambiguous word. Whatever can we mean when suing such a word? The world may never know, nor does it really care, I think.
Ridiculous.
Kabira
It wasn’t really a question of if he was feeling well because he was, technically, physically, well.
Emotionally? Probably not. Who would after all after being rejected by the one person you didn’t want to be rejected by? And so, he could say, he wasn’t feeling well on that specific day.
Ekilow
well im so good im great theres a wll in my front yard that is doing so well at its job welling out water the perfect well get well soon manuela hope you get better
pam
So, it went well. You got what you wanted.
Why, then, can’t it stay so well? One minute to the next, thoughts are fleeting. Your past gets in the way, your future clouds your judgement.
Funny how things never work out so well. Always being worked out, never just simply well.
Oh, well.
intheend
When i’m feeling well I jump for joy, I skip and tap my heels in the air like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. When I’m feeling well, I can run all around or sit in a chair and be at peace. When I am feeling well I am grateful for life and all around me is warmth and peace.
Jennica
well, what can the matter be? Well you know what they always say? Well what now? Well who the hell is this? Well what do you want me to say? Well now look who is here again!
greedy
There is a well near my house, a deep dark well with fifteen birds that live within its cover, and a hundred and thirteen worms within its masonry. There are two fish inside, and thirty-six water bugs. There are a hundred and eighty-six ants in a mound right next to it, and four dead bodies slowly rotting inside.
Seth
OF good health. Seemingly, naturally, well. Well, I think its about time you reconsidered something about that. Deep in the well. The well in the backyard. The well in the farm field. Welles of tears, perhaps. Madame welles. talk about being born to cry. Well, I guess my time is almost up.
mary
“Well,” the girl said as she checked over the bedroom. “I guess it looks okay, but really, I wanted to use speed racer as my blanket and sheet sets. But I think it’s OK.”
Heather
i am not doing well. well, i am not doing well. well, i miss you. sometimes i think about being at the bottom of a well and seeing the ring of light from the bottom. like in that movie- the ring. so morbid. so sad. so human to be scared to be shut off from light. from your love.
kaitlyn
Slowly I sat down. Everyone seemed to stare at me, their eyes taunted me. Daring me to pull another move. Another shift and they would jump. I kindly folded my hands in my lap. Nodded, everything was just dandy.
Sarah S.
hi … wuts up iun wut to write but i guess ill write that im curious to see what the purpose of this exercise is.. caus its just writing about one word so maybe to see ur view on how you see the word.
kasia s
well then, broken and fixed in the middle of the well, frozen in place and the bucket is stuck and there you are. In terror and frozen in time, grab the bucket to get your fill of water and brine, grime infested water with e coli and such
yawn223
well i wanted to be a suicidal maiden who drowned in the well last halloween with seaweed and all but all i had was a noose….oh well
sab
it’s funny.
these wells of strength that we find ourselves drawing from in our weakest moments.
we wonder how it is that we will be able to bring ourselves into the next moment.
how we will ever go on.
that intake of our next breaths.
disarming.
A deep hole that invites us to the depths of the mysteries of the earth.
Julie
Deep thoughts trickle down the infinite well that is my brain, forming connections between ideas that have no place next to eachother. I am dreaming
Matthew Cohn
sometimes I don’t feel well emotionally, and those are the times when I need and want my friends most.
andrea
It’s been a month since I visited the wishing well. My wish came true. I have you. But sometimes I feel like you wouldn’t have wished for me the way I wished for you and to be honest, that’s what I should have wished for. That’s what I really wanted.
roya
i am feeling well. i love this feeling. wellness is amongst the best feelings in the world. In time i would learn to feel like this always. i dont know what else to write really. cant think of anythign except that i am well and good, and everythinf around me is tto, and that makes me happy.
sakshi
well, i guess it’s over, it’s been years but I just can’t handle that you’re gone. I can’t handle the fact that I might never see you again. It’s all I think about. You were everything to me. I know this is unoriginal but i can’t help it. I could never help loving you.
rh
I’m not sure I’ll be able to write well under these conditions. Truth be told, I stumbled upon this site.. literally, so my 60 seconds was reduced to a useful 40.
Cat Weatherall
well you!
Nacho bru
So I was thinking about telling him the truth but all I could spit out was… “Well, …” I tried so hard to continue but the words wouldn’t come out. He kept repeating it over and over again as if it help me spit my secret… “Well, well what?”
Ana
Well…
That’s how I start it. That’s how I remember you starting it. That letter. Remember? You said you loved me… you said “Well, I can’t wait to see you…” and then you said… “But”
Why?
Eclipse
well. i liked her.
well. i liked him.
but. it didn’t go well.
well. because we had no chemistry.
but. it was worth meeting.
well. better luck next time.
well. it will all be well.
Karisa
A well can be deep, or it can be the shallow intercession in a conversation when the ideas have run dry and you and I are alone in a room, bare to our bones, and find out that we don’t have enough in common to be in love with each other. I’ll light the candle, or my cigarette and keep up this farce because it’s been so long now that doing anything else would just be… troublesome.
tv
Are you feeling well?
Yes, I am.
Shall I fetch you something my dear?
Not if it troubles you.
I would prefer you leave me here by myself.
Whatever for?
No reason.
—
Are you well?
Quite the opposite.
Kurekitsune
A well you say? OK! Lets go jump in a well my friend! “I don’t think that’s a good idea!” You say. Mom told me to never jump in a well but who cares!
Samant
wellwellwell, after the rush of gettong to the air port and visiting with mary and drive driving home from portland, i am just settling my skirts around me and figuring out who i will be this time. tinker tailor soldier spy gardener writer
robinette
Some times children think it’s a good idea to jump into a well. I figure that they were never told that is a bad idea. Yes, one can be rescued but why do it? It stinks down there.
matt vesce
Well is deep, but well is dry,
Hardly have the tears to cry.
But “why” I ask myself, so why?
Do I keep such fears from days gone by?
Fegger
so i thought about what i’d done, and decided, that, well, it wasn’t that bad. i’d actually done it pretty well. screw tradition and society: i want to do what pleases me, and if i do such things well, well, then i should be allowed to do them, and not have to apologize for it!
well
ell
ll
l
ll
ill
will
ill
ll
l
ll
all
wall
Well, that’s it.
Here we are again. You and I facing the unknown. Well, it’s obvious we’ll be here tomorrow as well so why bother and kiss me.
Great, always the same.
Gimme a kiss…
…
Come on…
No.
You know you want it.
No.
Well…See you tomorrow.
well. not all is well. all is well. it doesnt take much for me. im alive. basically, everything will be fine. who decides when things go badly? things will always be okay, even if things get sooo shitty. always, if you’re alive, sweat.
I don’t feel well, but not even I could admit it to myself.
not what i feel right now. live well this life. it’s on my foot. maybe someday i will fall down a well. maybe i already have. maybe we are all down a well, screaming for help. or maybe just hanging out, having a chat about life, the meaning of all of this.
“Tears welled up in her eyes as she began to cry. Her boyfriend had just dumped her. Over the phone.”
I sigh and turn off the TV. No wonder I stopped watching all this dramatic crap a while ago.
Well, that’s what I often start my thoughts with. It’s a respite, isn’t it? A place to pause while my thoughts catch up with my mouth. An interjection.
All is well. Be well. I hope you’re well….So many things focused around such an ambiguous word. Whatever can we mean when suing such a word? The world may never know, nor does it really care, I think.
Ridiculous.
It wasn’t really a question of if he was feeling well because he was, technically, physically, well.
Emotionally? Probably not. Who would after all after being rejected by the one person you didn’t want to be rejected by? And so, he could say, he wasn’t feeling well on that specific day.
well im so good im great theres a wll in my front yard that is doing so well at its job welling out water the perfect well get well soon manuela hope you get better
So, it went well. You got what you wanted.
Why, then, can’t it stay so well? One minute to the next, thoughts are fleeting. Your past gets in the way, your future clouds your judgement.
Funny how things never work out so well. Always being worked out, never just simply well.
Oh, well.
When i’m feeling well I jump for joy, I skip and tap my heels in the air like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. When I’m feeling well, I can run all around or sit in a chair and be at peace. When I am feeling well I am grateful for life and all around me is warmth and peace.
well, what can the matter be? Well you know what they always say? Well what now? Well who the hell is this? Well what do you want me to say? Well now look who is here again!
There is a well near my house, a deep dark well with fifteen birds that live within its cover, and a hundred and thirteen worms within its masonry. There are two fish inside, and thirty-six water bugs. There are a hundred and eighty-six ants in a mound right next to it, and four dead bodies slowly rotting inside.
OF good health. Seemingly, naturally, well. Well, I think its about time you reconsidered something about that. Deep in the well. The well in the backyard. The well in the farm field. Welles of tears, perhaps. Madame welles. talk about being born to cry. Well, I guess my time is almost up.
“Well,” the girl said as she checked over the bedroom. “I guess it looks okay, but really, I wanted to use speed racer as my blanket and sheet sets. But I think it’s OK.”
i am not doing well. well, i am not doing well. well, i miss you. sometimes i think about being at the bottom of a well and seeing the ring of light from the bottom. like in that movie- the ring. so morbid. so sad. so human to be scared to be shut off from light. from your love.
Slowly I sat down. Everyone seemed to stare at me, their eyes taunted me. Daring me to pull another move. Another shift and they would jump. I kindly folded my hands in my lap. Nodded, everything was just dandy.
hi … wuts up iun wut to write but i guess ill write that im curious to see what the purpose of this exercise is.. caus its just writing about one word so maybe to see ur view on how you see the word.
well then, broken and fixed in the middle of the well, frozen in place and the bucket is stuck and there you are. In terror and frozen in time, grab the bucket to get your fill of water and brine, grime infested water with e coli and such
well i wanted to be a suicidal maiden who drowned in the well last halloween with seaweed and all but all i had was a noose….oh well
it’s funny.
these wells of strength that we find ourselves drawing from in our weakest moments.
we wonder how it is that we will be able to bring ourselves into the next moment.
how we will ever go on.
that intake of our next breaths.
A deep hole that invites us to the depths of the mysteries of the earth.
Deep thoughts trickle down the infinite well that is my brain, forming connections between ideas that have no place next to eachother. I am dreaming
sometimes I don’t feel well emotionally, and those are the times when I need and want my friends most.
It’s been a month since I visited the wishing well. My wish came true. I have you. But sometimes I feel like you wouldn’t have wished for me the way I wished for you and to be honest, that’s what I should have wished for. That’s what I really wanted.
i am feeling well. i love this feeling. wellness is amongst the best feelings in the world. In time i would learn to feel like this always. i dont know what else to write really. cant think of anythign except that i am well and good, and everythinf around me is tto, and that makes me happy.
well, i guess it’s over, it’s been years but I just can’t handle that you’re gone. I can’t handle the fact that I might never see you again. It’s all I think about. You were everything to me. I know this is unoriginal but i can’t help it. I could never help loving you.
I’m not sure I’ll be able to write well under these conditions. Truth be told, I stumbled upon this site.. literally, so my 60 seconds was reduced to a useful 40.
well you!
So I was thinking about telling him the truth but all I could spit out was… “Well, …” I tried so hard to continue but the words wouldn’t come out. He kept repeating it over and over again as if it help me spit my secret… “Well, well what?”
Well…
That’s how I start it. That’s how I remember you starting it. That letter. Remember? You said you loved me… you said “Well, I can’t wait to see you…” and then you said… “But”
Why?
well. i liked her.
well. i liked him.
but. it didn’t go well.
well. because we had no chemistry.
but. it was worth meeting.
well. better luck next time.
well. it will all be well.
A well can be deep, or it can be the shallow intercession in a conversation when the ideas have run dry and you and I are alone in a room, bare to our bones, and find out that we don’t have enough in common to be in love with each other. I’ll light the candle, or my cigarette and keep up this farce because it’s been so long now that doing anything else would just be… troublesome.
Are you feeling well?
Yes, I am.
Shall I fetch you something my dear?
Not if it troubles you.
I would prefer you leave me here by myself.
Whatever for?
No reason.
—
Are you well?
Quite the opposite.
A well you say? OK! Lets go jump in a well my friend! “I don’t think that’s a good idea!” You say. Mom told me to never jump in a well but who cares!
wellwellwell, after the rush of gettong to the air port and visiting with mary and drive driving home from portland, i am just settling my skirts around me and figuring out who i will be this time. tinker tailor soldier spy gardener writer
Some times children think it’s a good idea to jump into a well. I figure that they were never told that is a bad idea. Yes, one can be rescued but why do it? It stinks down there.
Well is deep, but well is dry,
Hardly have the tears to cry.
But “why” I ask myself, so why?
Do I keep such fears from days gone by?
so i thought about what i’d done, and decided, that, well, it wasn’t that bad. i’d actually done it pretty well. screw tradition and society: i want to do what pleases me, and if i do such things well, well, then i should be allowed to do them, and not have to apologize for it!