Wake Up, Reality's Calling

Chapter 12: Too much all at once.

I fell down on the sofa and felt like a sack of potatoes. I need to get a grip. I grabbed my laptop and started to look up jobs that I could apply to. I thought about the papers laying on my desk, and dreaded the bare thought of looking at them. They were from my parents, who wanted me to move back and get a job near them, but there was no way I was going. There is a specific reason why I left. They know it, I know it. I don't want to go back to become someone like Liz.

My parents are the reason why I can live in this apartment in the city. But I want to be able to make it myself, I don't want to depend on others. I never have. Being a part of a family who rarely struggles when it comes to money has its benefits, but I want to support myself. 

My only problem is that since I don't have any job experience, no one wants to hire me. And I can't get experience without having work to do. You would think that by applying to a few places would be enough, but sadly, that's not reality. I've applied to so many jobs now that I've lost count.

The thought of applying to the café did strike me, but since everyone and everything seem to get in my way, it didn't seem like a good idea. Plus, now that Nick is back, I would rather not have the opportunity to possibly seeing him daily. 

I checked my email, but alas, nothing new. I put down my laptop, placing it on the coffee table right next to me, and closed my eyes. 

When I opened my eyes again, I had to adjust my eyes to the new light setting that was coming in through the windows. I blindly searched for my phone with my hand and grabbed it. 15:38. Huh, I slept for two hours. 

I got up into a sitting position and felt the stiffness in my body. I still felt tired, to which my body responded with a yawn, a growl from my stomach and my arms feeling heavy. I stood up and dragged my feet across the floor to the fridge in the kitchen. The cold breeze that blew out woke me up slightly. It felt nice, brushing against my skin. 

I reached out my arm and hovered over the few things I had in there. A yogurt, a pack of 6 eggs - 4 remaining, a nearly empty juice pack, milk, butter, jam, and a pair of beers. I really should go shopping soon, I thought to myself as I took out the vanilla yogurt and sprinkled over some müsli. I put a spoonful in my mouth and poured up a glass of orange juice. Yuck, I thought as the juice went down my throat. The feeling of the yogurt and the acidic juice clashing gave me goosebumps. 

After I managed to get some food into my growling stomach, I headed into the bedroom with my laptop. I might as well just watch a movie or something, as it seems like nothing else is going to happen today - or at least I hope so. It's only been two days since I first met Rye, and so much has happened since then. It's too much all at once. Maybe I'll disappear for a few days, just until things have calmed down a little.