RELEARNING MY FUTURE

CH 1

Living for yourself is an aspect of life that people don't talk about much once you become an adult. Growing up I was taught the things that I was going to be expected to know, to be a good wife, a good mom, how to keep my household for my husband. All the somethings that weren't asked if you wanted to learn, but an expectation without room for you to not know. I wasn't upset about what I was being taught and expected to master. More so I was upset for the reasoning behind why I was being taught these things. I wanted to be taught to learn, I didn't want to be taught just so I could raise my husbands kids and keep him happy.

Unfortunately these things are not completely helpful for where I am now in my life. Living on your own in a small New York City studio apartment, taking care of only yourself was different than helping run an entire household. But that didn't matter now it was my past and I had new exciting things to learn and experience for myself. 

Getting ready for work for the day was a normal routine at this point to go through. Get dressed in a simple dress and shirt, only lip gloss and mascara for makeup, still not having mastered the makeup that it seams everyone does. I grab a blueberry muffin from the fridge and fill my thermos with coffee before making my way only a few blocks away for work. I enjoy the walk through the noisy city, you would think it would be overwhelming how different it is than where I am from. But now it calms my busy head to just take in the sounds like a backing soundtrack for my walk.

I have been working in the same spot for a few years now, thankfully managing to find a good job pretty much as soon as I moved here. It wasn't anything fancy just your average office position, keep track of paperwork job, it paid my bills though. When I had gotten a promotion a few months into working here I was placed at a desk next to an outgoing vocal red head named Adeline. She seamed to take me in when we met, with my more reserved self I didn't find myself doing much in this city until I met her. No, now I struggle to find myself alone for an entire week without being drug out to do something.

I scan my badge to get into the building and ride the elevator up to my floor. The morning hours pass as normal as ever Ady, as she has told me time and time again to call her, pestering me off and on. She periodically interrupts to tell me about something she heard that's going on this coming weekend. I try to brush her off, loosing the battle of telling her to just talk to me during our lunch, always looking over my shoulder worried someone will come and scold me for not doing my job.

"Alright I give up." Ady announces pushing herself away from her desk, her rolling chair coming over beside mine. She leans over and rests her head on my shoulder.

"It's really not that bad. We are more than halfway through the day. Plus we are at Wednesday, so you only have like 2 days before you insist on dragging me out somewhere." I joke resting my head atop hers.

"True, but I want it to be over nowww." Dragging out her words.

"But you have to work now so we can actually afford going out later." I try to reason against her complaints.

"Ughh, don't remind me. I just paid all my bills for the month so I have to be more reasonable when we go out next. But I think we will just hit up a bar by you, there are better options there than by me. I think I have been to them to much." She says reflecting on her bar adventures as of late.

"We could always stay in." I try to offer quickly realizing the offer futile given the look on Ady's face.

"We will see. Let's go get lunch though, I didn't have time to grab breakfast this morning." She says before practically dragging me out of the building and down a couple of buildings to one of our favorite cafes.

Sitting at a small table next to the window overlooking the downtown sights we both sit clutching a warm cup of tea while we wait for our food to be brought out. We come here often enough they know us so we don't wait up at the counter anymore. We kept trying to and the old lady who owns the cafe scolded us, so eventually we gave up and we just wait at our table now. In just a couple of minutes on of the guys who work here comes from the back comes over carrying Ady's sandwich and my salad.