Daily Observations

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Every morning while making the drive through the city to pick up the princess, I pass a pawn shop not yet open for business. It is a large well kept building that I have never entered. I had never given much thought to this business or any other pawn shop before now. But I can't help but wonder the stories that this place could tell. The parking lot is almost empty except for one or two customers standing along the side of the building or in front of the door. There have been many times that I have noticed the look of desperation and despair in their faces. I have to wonder if this is a way or life for them. Are they trying to pay for their next meal or support their life of crime. Why do they stand and wait for the doors to open? Are they hungry and need to make a pawn to pay for breakfast or is it the itch of a vice needing to be scratched? What ever the reason it does raise my curiosity.

Not long ago I passed the liqueur store just two doors down from this place and saw a woman close to my age retreating from the store with a brown bag in hand. She was in such a hurry to make it across the street that she walked out in front of my car. I don't think noticed or cared that she could have been mowed down if I hadn't been paying attention. She looked like she could have been any one's mother or wife. She was typical like me or you except for that look of desperation to make it to a safe haven where she could enjoy the contents of the paper bag that was so tightly clenched between her fingers.

Do you ever watch and wonder what makes one fall into the depths of despair and others rise to the top or at least tread the waters? It is both interesting and sad to observe the human condition and wonder.

I wanted to share what was on my mind with you today. maybe you have a similar story to tell.

Enjoy your day!

XO-Mya

Waif Girl continued

The day was long and Tally was bone tired. This was a good kind of tired. The kind that made you feel like you had accomplished something and were deserving of rest. Sleep would come easy tonight.
When she unlocked the door and walked inside Tally noticed how deafening the silence was. This was not a sound that she was accustomed to. Her life before had been filled with noise and movement. Her surroundings had always been full with life and purpose. Now it was only she and this silent little rented cottage. Tally looked around and thought I need to add a little color to this place. She sighed as she sat down in a comfy slip covered chair near the open window. The warm salty breeze felt wonderful against her skin. She loved the way the long sheer curtains blew across the floor. It felt as though the room was alive and breathing.
"It's just you and me", she murmured to the empty room of this quaint little cottage. She felt blessed to at least have found a place that was soulful and gave her a sense of inspiration to go on living. This old girl had been the caretaker's cottage to the slightly dilapidated mansion up the hill. She wasn't in the best of shape and the weeds and wild roses had grown up all around but Tally kind of liked it that way. She felt hidden and safe.

It was part of a cottage row and the closest one to the sea. All of the cottages were old and failing but somehow this old girl had fared the best and was still quite structurally sound. The floor boards were wide wooden planks and in some places the gaps between them were wide enough to see the sandy soil below. Tally didn't mind she felt a kindred spirit to this old place and besides it was the only thing in her life that made her feel safe.

Tally wasn't very hungry but she ate a little, watched the sun slowly set and then turned in early. Sleep did come easy for her but the dreams still crept in. Dreams so vivid that they caused her to tremble as she slept.

This is part 2 of my story telling from the previous post XO-Mya