Chapter 3

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The next day I woke up with a crippling headache and to an empty stomach. Being an adult is one of those things that will always baffle my mind. When I was younger I had food come to me already made and ready to go. Now I'm older and have to do the cooking and cleaning which sometimes can be such a bore. Nonetheless, I decide to get up and make myself an avocado toast with some coffee.

I walk past my front door, and something tells me to just check to see if I locked the door. The irony of not trusting yourself in the matter of whether you locked the door or not. Not only do I not trust myself , but I did have a bit of a scare just a mare sum hours ago. Making sure it was locked I eyed the back of my house,  such a beautiful sight. I love greenery, I always have . Something about it really just brought such an enticing calmness inside me.

I sat at my island counter and scrolled through Instagram, went through emails and realized I haven't gone on a trip in a long time and I believe I well deserve such a treat. Anything for a Queen. Although this is true, I could not exactly to afford it at this very second so I decided to just find things to do in my town.

I enjoy doing things that require me to do not much thinking but better yet more self exploring. The goal for today was to go to a small library and perhaps even go painting. So I finished my food and got ready for the day. The plan was to dress somewhat simple but still chic. I put on a simple pair of white linen shorts , a white tank top and a brown linen long sleeve. Something simple and the colours complimented my skin tone. I grabbed my book bag and a few more items and made my way outside where my bike was leaned up against the side of the house. The ride to the town was so peaceful and beautiful. The warmth of the sun was salubrious. This was one of the decisions I made in life that I did not regret.  I heard my phone ring but I ignored it, from time to time it is important to just take time for yourself and ignore calls. It is not everyday where I want to hear the voices of people in my life, I appreciate being left alone, which I always tell myself that it is perfectly normal.

My first stop was the library, I reached the traffic lights and I waited for the lights to indicate the little walking man. To my right I see a child and his mother , he looked about 4 or 5.

" I like your bike!" The little boy excitedly yelled pointing to my Mike. The mom smiled
" Thank you ! Do you like the colour blue too?" I asked him smiling . Even though my bike wasn't anything special , I still believed things to be more appealing when a child mentions it.

Kids never lie, they tell you how it is and what it isn't. Although, their honesty could sometimes be quite ruthless and hurtful I always appreciate it. Because if no one else keeps it a buck with you , a child will. I remember when I was younger around 14 I was babysitting one of my cousins and I was crying because my crush liked someone else and the gremlin dared to say " maybe because your lips are huge, like a fiss" (as in fish). To this day I still wonder what I did to deserve such a direct bomb to the heart. As I said , kids never lie and they are indeed very ruthless. Hopefully if I have children of my own , they will respect my feelings.

Anyhow, after crossing and waving goodbye to the mother and child I made it to the bookstore right around the corner from this lovely looking dessert shop. I marked it in my mind to add it to my destination list for the day.

I walked in and instantly my heart fluttered. Such a work of art of a place! The library was small yet somehow it resembled a museum of some sorts. The walls filled with art and books all in the same time. I instantly fell in love with the entire scene. I only made it 5 steps into it.

" Hi there ! , welcome to L'art Des Livres" A woman with ginger hair and striking green eyes in all green attire chipped in.
" Hi ! I'm new here! I love your library it's so unique" I exclaimed hiding the fact she mildly startled me out of my thoughts.
" Well , please enjoy your time here and thank you so much it's been passed down from my grandparents they were writers themselves and a lot of people come here for their books is there anything you're looking for specifically today or you're just browsin' around?" She asked.

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