1 month ago 🥁 for day 356, 2021 with 446 words.

10!

There are so few days left of 2021! And so few stories left to write! I can't believe I've made it this far. Well that's one story down and 9 more to go. I've decided to do a kind of count down and I find it kind of exciting!

I feel slightly better today, or at least not worse. I've managed to clean my bathroom, do some laundry, and started on the card that's a part of my mom's Christmas present from me and my sister. I'm going to get a ride to Viborg tomorrow with my sister when she's done with work and then my dad will pick me up there. It fits me pretty well that I get most of the day in my apartment.

It's not possible to get a PCR test before going home so I'll have to rely on an antigen test before getting in the car with my sister. It's not optimal but it's how it is. Things are pretty bad right now but I'm only going to see my closest family for Christmas. I haven't seen a lot of people all year but I also know this virus doesn't care how careful you are. We're all vaccinated and doing what we can.


10 doors, 10 worlds, 1 choice

The 10 doors were before him. 10 heavy wooden doors. He had had dreams about this moment so many times. He didn't feel as unprepared as he did in the dreams but he felt just as lost. This would change the direction of his life, no matter which one he chose.
Behind each of the doors was an alternate world. Well, behind one he would find nothing as he also had the chance to stay here, where he had been born and raised.
Every person had to go through this on their 20th birthday. It was a way to keep the worlds balanced, to keep the peace, and make sure no war ever broke out again.

He tightened the grip around the straps on his backpack; his whole life was packed in there. He had read about strategies for picking a door but none of them seemed useful right now. Deep breath in, slow breath out. He walked a few steps towards a door then stopped. Then he took a sharp turn to the left and picked the door far left. He opened the door and walked through it. He was met with a large sign that said 'Welcome' and "his" parents stood there with two other young men who looked a lot like him.
At least he wouldn't be the only version of him here. Maybe it would all be okay.

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By Kirstine Granzow Larsen 🥁

I recently got a Master's degree in IT Product Design and I'm currently looking for my first job! ✨

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