Day Four: A Story in a Single Image
She was restless. She was tired.
Tired of routine. Of late nights and early mornings. Of commute and the rush hour. Of bills and payments.
Tired of work. Of meetings. Of emails and communications. Of deadlines and reports.
Tired of people. Of conversations and get-togethers. Of thinking for them. Of adjusting to their needs and wants.
She wanted to run away. She wanted to escape. To a place where day and time wouldn’t matter. To a place of peace and quiet. To a place where no one would care.
Where would she go?