SeEking my Polaris

She finally mustered up enough breathe in her to venture outdoor for 2 hours. They sat by a nice café, she thought she would have admitted defeat by the end of the first hour. Her body was still weak you see.. but heaven was kind, the lovely sun, with its warmth penetrating through the giantic dropped down glass windows facing the main road helped a great deal. She didn’t feel the usual shivers. The Camomile tea soothed and she managed to nibble at half of the huge chuck of Mango Delight.

She was almost resting her chin on the table as her hands cupped her mug of hot tea, seemed resigned at life.. Looking at the rising steam intently, she blurted, ‘I feel .. that I have a lot of frustrations within me… Frustrations that I cannot identify at times. Frustrations at my life…the people, the things, its like a vaccum sucking me in…’ That far away looked in her eyes must have scare friend abit.

Friend reached towards her arm and patted.. ‘Don’t worry, the frustrations are only temporary, they cant control you’. She sighed heavily and whispered, ‘but they have been around me for the longest time..’ I sometimes feel like giving up.. you know?

The sun highlighted her hair ever so gently. She tried to give friend a feeble smile, it was great to have someone around, just to listen. That afternoon, the dancing sunlight made everything seemed alright again.

wee2: nice~  

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