Her desk had never been such a mess. Just like her Life.
Phone calls kept pouring in, barely letting her take a breath in between. Between those deadlines, meals were being sacrificed. Thoughts were taking a backseat. Life was slowly slipping away. The chair may have given her authority and power, but it was now holding her back. The responsibility that had come along with it, was weighing down upon her, leaving her gasping for life.
Then suddenly she stopped. She sat down took a deep breath and did the unimaginable. She pulled the plug on her phone. Then shut donwn her laptop. And finally turned off her hand phone. The air started to surge back into her lungs again. She finally started to feel like she was gaining control again. She made a conscious decision then to take the reigns of her life back into her hands.
As she opened the door of her cabin, she noticed that she was among the few working at such a late hour. She refilled the coffee mug at the machine and walked back into her office. For a change, she didn't sit at her desk this time, but quietly went to the window and pulled the screen. The tall glass window had an attached wooden shelf with a seat where she comfortable sat. She realized that after what seemed like forever, she was sitting there. Two years had gone by and it was only on day one of her work that she had sat there aand admired the world outside. Today, she watched as the orange sky was turning into dark, the waves were constantly hitting the rocks on a high tide and the skyline was starting to shimmer with street lights. The traffic was begining to slow down. But the traffic of thoughts in her head kept going.
So many questions, so much time lost in looking for the answers that had been staring at her in the face. She was ignorning them all along. Living in disbelief. She was afraid, that emotions would take over and she wasn't willing to give in, back then. So she had to be practical and make the decision.
But today it was all coming back to her. She packed all her stuff. She printed her resignation, sealed it and left it on the desk of her superior. The burden now seemed a little lighter.
In the parking lot, she checked her watch as she walked towards her sedan. As she turned the ignition on, she knew exactly where her destination was. The traffic moved slow, making her wonder if she would get there in time. She turned on the radio, the music made her feel like she was driving into another zone, being transported into a different space. A tear barely escaped. She finally knew why.
She laughed at herself wondering what took her so long to realize. Her dreams of making it big in life were subjective. What made them real was Him.
Today she was ready to challenge her fate. She knew she would find him there. The open theater where he performed every Saturday night. A little fund-raiser event that was running this month where he and his band would play. She had received an email invite to it but with her schedule she thought she would never be there.
Phone calls kept pouring in, barely letting her take a breath in between. Between those deadlines, meals were being sacrificed. Thoughts were taking a backseat. Life was slowly slipping away. The chair may have given her authority and power, but it was now holding her back. The responsibility that had come along with it, was weighing down upon her, leaving her gasping for life.
Then suddenly she stopped. She sat down took a deep breath and did the unimaginable. She pulled the plug on her phone. Then shut donwn her laptop. And finally turned off her hand phone. The air started to surge back into her lungs again. She finally started to feel like she was gaining control again. She made a conscious decision then to take the reigns of her life back into her hands.
As she opened the door of her cabin, she noticed that she was among the few working at such a late hour. She refilled the coffee mug at the machine and walked back into her office. For a change, she didn't sit at her desk this time, but quietly went to the window and pulled the screen. The tall glass window had an attached wooden shelf with a seat where she comfortable sat. She realized that after what seemed like forever, she was sitting there. Two years had gone by and it was only on day one of her work that she had sat there aand admired the world outside. Today, she watched as the orange sky was turning into dark, the waves were constantly hitting the rocks on a high tide and the skyline was starting to shimmer with street lights. The traffic was begining to slow down. But the traffic of thoughts in her head kept going.
So many questions, so much time lost in looking for the answers that had been staring at her in the face. She was ignorning them all along. Living in disbelief. She was afraid, that emotions would take over and she wasn't willing to give in, back then. So she had to be practical and make the decision.
But today it was all coming back to her. She packed all her stuff. She printed her resignation, sealed it and left it on the desk of her superior. The burden now seemed a little lighter.
In the parking lot, she checked her watch as she walked towards her sedan. As she turned the ignition on, she knew exactly where her destination was. The traffic moved slow, making her wonder if she would get there in time. She turned on the radio, the music made her feel like she was driving into another zone, being transported into a different space. A tear barely escaped. She finally knew why.
She laughed at herself wondering what took her so long to realize. Her dreams of making it big in life were subjective. What made them real was Him.
Today she was ready to challenge her fate. She knew she would find him there. The open theater where he performed every Saturday night. A little fund-raiser event that was running this month where he and his band would play. She had received an email invite to it but with her schedule she thought she would never be there.
She stopped the car, quickly applied some gloss and perfume. As she locked her car, she nervously walked to t
he seat. The setting was perfect with candles lit all over. She walked in and sat among the crowd. As he tuned his guitar, he looked up and all at once noticed her. In two years he felt she only looked more beautiful. He spoke to the drummer and he understood. As he greeted everyone, he started to strum his guitar playing the first few notes of favourite song.
Life started all over again, and while the day was ending, they were finally on their way to make a new beginning.

Life started all over again, and while the day was ending, they were finally on their way to make a new beginning.
1 comments:
new beginning.... love the word beginning because beginning begins and it begins when you set yourself free of the world and live for yourself.
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