Story 1 - The meadow part 1

As I inhale the menthol smoke from my cigarette, my mind wanders the long winding corridor of my memories. So many doors, so many keys, too much to choose from.
Oh hell, why does reality have to bite, break over it's time to go back to work. I seem to live in the past, as of now the present seems boring and the future seems scary.
Secretly, I spy upon my work friends, usually wondering what they are thinking, doing after work or if their lives are exciting? Most of them have boyfriends or husbands (or in the case of Geena she has one of each), stupid girl, one day her hubby will find out.
I can hear your mind ticking away, wondering if I have a husband or boyfriend? The answer? No, not since my break up with my idiot boyfriend 6yrs ago. He was a jerk, Jeff (my ex) used to slap me around, usually in one of his moods, until one day, I have to leave it there, the boss is coming.

Home at last and a big bonus - it's Friday, no work until Monday. Time for a takeaway, bubblebath and a movie, I might even go to the cinema.
What was I saying earlier? Ah yes Jeff, one day he just up and vanished, mind you I did shout at him the night before to be gone by the time I got home or else I'd get someone to chuck him out. When I got home that night, he'd gone.

Oh yes, the bubble bath, so relaxing, all the tension in my muscles slowly melt away and listening to music is therapy.
I'd like to find someone, someone who appreciates me, can look after me and generally enjoy life and what it has to offer.
By 8pm I'm curled up with a glass of wine and a book, the movie can wait. I wonder what tomorrow will bring?



(c) 2012  N A Mosby


Part 2, to come sometime in the next 7 days.

Remember I haven't edited this or anything, I'm using my imagination only lol!!