Hell could be big and boisterous. Hell could be loud and painful. Hell could be quiet and painless. Hell could be the difference in making one decision over another. It could be a wrong turn. It could be the small inconveniences of your day. But one thing that hell isn’t? Enjoyable…
When they say that there’s a special place in hell for someone like you or me, it doesn’t necessarily mean an over-the-top centerpiece of attention. Let’s be real, the only main character in Hell is the Devil himself. And I’m sure you’re probably not even close to being on his radar. No, your special place in hell is specifically reserved for the long mundane days at work that mean nothing to anyone else but yourself. It’s the simple, yet effective paper cut along the way. It’s the spilling of your much-needed morning coffee. It’s the way a simple “hello” to a stranger is returned with a death glare. It’s the forgetting of your umbrella on a rainy afternoon. It’s watching the bus drive away as you just get to the bus stop mere seconds after it has left.
No, Hell isn’t the glitzy and glamorous torture chamber that we all imagine it to be. Sometimes it could be as simple as being lost in a field of beautiful flowers, only to be struck with a severe pollen allergy. It’s trying to butter your bread with cold butter. It’s trying to cut an apple with a blunt knife. It’s simply misplacing your keys.
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So, what is Hell?
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Well, this is Hell…
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