Thursday, April 16, 2009
How to look like a grown up riding a bike
She looked around and realized no one was looking at her. She slowly raised her hand from her mouse and turned off her monitor. The afternoon sun was coming in through the window and reflected off of her blond hair on to her desk. She looked out the window, uncrossed her legs and started to stand up. She saw the sun light gleaming off the river, she saw the birds flying above the buildings below, and she saw the traffic on the street. She started to think about all the things she could had been doing with her life. She thought about the time she almost dropped out of college to become a chef. She thought about the time in junior high when she told her science teacher she was going to become an astronaut. Looking at the traffic down below on the street made her think about the time she was lying in bed next to him and all the memories came back to her. This is the best it has ever been. I don't want to be anywhere but here. This is the most important thing I have ever done and only I know how much this means to me. She looked out the window one last time and saw the birds flying around each other in random patterns. Closing the shade over the window she sat back down, turned on her monitor, and decided things were looking up.