rain again?
It has been raining incessantly for days and she just hates it. She wants you to picture this, a quiet moment to loosen up her tough day at work… with a cup of hot coffee by the windowpane to keep herself warm, hoping to enjoy the view but all distracted for the fact of the heavy downpour, washing everything down the deep dirty drain.
Life hasn’t been pleasant for her lately. Nothing seems to come by easily for her other than unembellished dilemma and mess. She’s striving hard and starting to suffocate deep in her. She seems to have lost her direction and does not know where to head to anymore. What’s there left in life? What’s there for her to look forward to?
She left work on time yesterday despite the fact that there were tons of works piling up just like the Mount Everest waiting for her to clear. She knew that she could not handle this any longer for the day. The burden is just too weighty. There were unattended emails, there were voice messages left for her to return the calls, everything is critical and everything has to be put on a high precedence. Basically, everyone is too demanding. Everyone wants to be a VVIP, just like when people steps into a club on a Friday night.
She headed to the usual hangout place for a late lunch and some drinks. She felt more relaxed and seems the air is fresher at the other side of the island where she was. She left approximately three hours later and headed back home. The whole journey, she was just not able to put full concentration on the road though she is the one behind the wheels. She wants to get home, back to her comfort zone; a place she felt safe.
Her favourite tracks were all out loud on her car, but she couldn’t enjoy it that moment. She reached home not long after. As she sat at the living area, she started to share with her folks on what’s in her mind. She just needs someone to really listen and to be there for her. It is very unlikely since childhood that she can really sit and have a talk with her folks when she is in trouble. She always felt that they will not understand where she is coming from. But the conversation that took place that night just made her felt they finally understand her better. They listened; they talked about it with her and tell her how she should handle it. She headed to her bed when folks need to leave the house not long after. She hope that night will be a night that she can have a sleep and feels better the next morning...
posted by pUffy @ 10:39 AM
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