The City has a way of closing in, all the cement, asphalt, and buildings. Not a place to catch your breath. Congestion, traffic, and grid lock, you seem to have become immune to it as you go about your daily life. Then you come upon an open expanse that is not developed. An opening onto a natural scene like the wetlands or ocean. You can breath more easily and know what you have been missing. Jenna was so grateful for her condo on the beach. She was not exaggerating when she said, It saved my life.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers in hosted by Priceless Joy of the blog Beautiful Words. Image courtesy of The Storyteller’s Abode.

11 thoughts on “Claustrophobia

    1. Deborah Drucker Post author

      Sometimes we can lose touch with ourselves until we almost stumble upon the answer. I know others have said this, but I think that we can lose touch with the natural world and forget how important nature is in our lives. 🙂

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  1. LifestyleswithLia

    Deborah ! You’ve described my daily life in NYC ! I forget what’s it’s like to be in open spaces sometimes … Your words were beautifully written… Very meditative! Hope you’re doing well… We are under blizzard conditions today but I’m safe and warm inside! Sending much love and friendship your way !

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    1. Deborah Drucker Post author

      Hi Lia. Stay warm! I understand what you are saying because I have lived in cities a lot too. NYC is really a CITY. I was thinking about how I felt when I lived in LA and would drive out toward the wetlands. I felt like I could breath again. It was only until we moved out where we were closer to nature that I realized that I needed to have the open spaces in my life. Sending love and friendship back to you! xo




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