For The Love of Pomegranates

II

             I have a lot of workload right now, I am so stressed, I think I need alcohol. Now I am back at the city because I'm an adult and responsibility is a jerk. 

"Nathalie, can you please lighten this pictures up" my supervisor gave me a flashdrive that contains wedding pictures. Yep, this is my job a wedding photographer, photo editor, graphic designer and a wedding consultant. Weird isn't it? Me? A cynical working for weddings? Naaaah, I need a job, need to hide my pessimism at times too.

"That couple were about to cancel their wedding" my supervisor, Anita, started to tell the story of this couple.

"Well, good for them" I said without a tinge of joy.

"You are so cynical" she tsked.

"Anita, I work here, yes, but it does not mean that I have to always be in the 'wedding mood'" I quoted the wedding mood. Anita always tells me that here in the office I should always be in a wedding mood, but I just can't, having a family like mine cannot put me in that mood.

"Go spread your cemetery mood somewhere" she laughed.

"Yeah right" I rolled my eyes.

"If you aren't my friend I would've fired you by now" she laughed.

"Anita, can you just let me work?" I groaned.

"Maybe in your past life, you got married but you're married life was not happy" 

"Give me a break, now we're talking about reincarnation"

"Ease up darling, anyway, that's not rush so let's go and chill you up" she winked at me. Anita may be my supervisor, but she's chill, and yes a friend of mine since she witnessed one of my break downs, three years ago after I got drunk at our company party,since then she takes care of me as if I'm her own daughter, she's a widower but got no child, it really makes me wonder how can she be so positive in life.

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?" 

"I don't know, let's just chill later" I smiled at her.

"You're never going to get your boyfriend honey if you are like that" she gave me a sad smile.

"I gave up that thought a long time ago Anita"  funny how at the mention of the word boyfriend, I thought about pomegranates. Silly me.

Anita had to go home early, because her father got in jail again. See? life has been screwing her again and again and yet she still gets to be positive. Her father is a hot tempered man that always gets in a fight and Anita, the nice girl she is, takes responsibility for it. I sighed. That's why I am here alone walking down the busy streets, this comforts me, walking. It makes me feel not alone. I mean I am alone right now, but seeing people walking alone just like me makes me think that I am not the only person who is alone in the world, but some of them are alone but not lonely, but I am alone and lonely. 

I went straight to my condo, so that I could finally rest, but in the hallway something weird happened, because I feel warm and fuzzy and I don't know why until the door beside my unit opened and a man appeared from it, and that explains why I got warm and fuzzy all over again.

He was wearing a gray hoodie jacket, track pants and sneakers, he had this neutral face as if he doesn't see anyone. He just walked pass through me and I felt needles pricking my heart. Seriously? What is it with that guy?