She had butterflies in her tummy. Her heart was in her throat. Jitters like little worry critters jumbled through her thoughts. She felt apprehensive, anxious, wary, shaky. Her feet felt twitchy, her hands clammy. She was timorous and nervy.
Not quite frightened. Not quite sorry. Hyper with a smidge of happy and a sprinkling of uneasy.
She was both hungry and queasy. She kept fretting. She felt trembly.
Recital day in all its glory.
For The Daily Post
Lets Go Nuts Together
words, glorious words...
For those who enjoy fiction
Author Aspiring
Poets Pub
Jagah Dil Mein Honi Chahiye- Stories Have A Life Of Their Own
capturing memories one moment at a time
Improving travel photography one step at a time.
Fun, Fitness & Photography
Learning and teaching the art of composition.
The little and large things making my life delicious!
Growing older is inevitable. Growing up is optional.
Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter
"Once the travel bug bites there is no known antidote, and I know that I shall be happily infected until the end of my life" - Michael Palin
...and now she has a blog about this, that and the other thing.
Learning and teaching marine biology
KL Caley - Novel Ideas
Loving Life On and Off the Tracks
following the bouncing ball across the world
Sweet!
It also offered an opportunity to work on expressions and descriptions and synonyms… 🙂