Wednesday, October 28, 2009
TFA: Chapter 16
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
One Day in the Life
One Day My Life
My name is Ella, but that doesn't really matter.
I wake up in the morning.
I shower.
I brush my teeth. No more toothpaste…
I comb my hair.
I cook and eat oatmeal. It’s warm.
I drive to work.
This is my morning routine.
I arrive at the store.
I put on my work shirt.
I sell products to customers.
My boss mentions sports.
Lunch.
I sell product.
I sell product.
I sell product.
Break.
Customer flow slows. It’s afternoon, not many come around this time of day.
I look around the nearly vacant store.
I am here alone. Just me and the boss. The boss is watching. I must not look restless.
Work is almost over.
Boss asks me to stay to help take inventory.
I can’t say no.
We count.
I count.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
This is my workday.
I drive home.
There is traffic.
I listen to the radio.
This song was just playing.
I think about my sister.
She is in college.
I talked to her last week.
She seemed happy.
I feel old.
She is young.
I am trapped.
I am trapped in this car.
I am trapped in my life.
This is my drive home.
I am home.
I do laundry.
I watch the clothes spin.
I watch the news.
The government is trying to pass a bill.
Someone died.
Amber alert.
A foreign nation in trouble.
Nothing new.
I watch a sitcom.
Everyone laughs.
Even me.
I make dinner.
It’s the same every night.
Chicken, rice, and salad.
This is my evening.
I get into bed.
I watch the flickering television.
I have no dream.
This is my day.