I’ll admit, today it was difficult to get out of bed. I was cozy and comfy and in the middle of a delicious dream. It was also raining outside and that just made me want to snuggle down deeper into the bed. Still the day must go on and so I left the comfy bed behind. So let’s just get this day started. Ready, set those timers and let’s get going.
Okay I rather like this story and i want to figure out who is standing in front of her building. And why she left. That has to be an interesting reasoning. Because we know she has something planned. She hasn’t shared it with me yet, but it might be fun to work out.
Wednesday, September 14th: It was with great reluctance that she turned away.
It was with great reluctance that she turned away. The outfit was nice and she knew she could afford it even though it was pricy, but there was no need for it. Purchasing the dress would just take it from being displayed in the window for the world to see , to hanging in the darkness of her closet. She could see herself taking the dress out of the closet to admire, maybe even put on and pose in front of the mirror, but no0t wear, at least not out in the world where the dress belonged.
Once there was a time when she would have purchased the dress without thinking and even have had an event to wear it to. Then she would go home from the event and take off the dress. Into the closet the garment would go. Once worn to an event it couldn’t be worn to another one, not in their social circle. To wear the same dress to two events would be like proclaiming to the world that she could not afford a second dress. It would soon be extrapolated outwards and soon rumors of the company’s eminent financial ruin would circulate. Such rumors could have devastating effects and could in fact bring about the ruination of the company.
It was not a cycle she wished to start and so after wearing the dress, no matter ho9w spectacular, she would put it in her closet, until her closet became too full and then she would have a grand clear out so that the process could begin again. It wasn’t a process she enjoyed as often some of the garments removed were ones she would dearly love to wear again. A few she hadn’t been able to part with and kept in the back of her closet. Those she took out and wore posing in front of the mirror. She didn’t need to add a new one to the lineup.
As she walked away she realized it had been quite some time since she participated in that cycle of dress, event and closet. About six months prior she started distancing herself from her usual events schedule. She left behind many of the activities in which she formerly participated. She still sent the checks to the appropriate charities, but she also sent her regrets to the invitations for attending the gala events that often accompanied them. She knew her actions had been noted an that opinions varied.
Because the charity checks still came in with no diminishment, everyone knew that it wasn’t due to lack of funds. The financial speculation about the company was therefore kept out of it and the speculation was all more personal. While she was glad she managed to not embroil the business in her personal affairs, she found the attention that her personal affairs garnished an increasing annoyance.
The first few weeks were considered an anomaly, or even bad timing. After a few month’s had passed curiosity sparked and now with six months of separation everyone was certain something was up.
‘which it is I suppose,’ she thought as she began to walk towards her apartment building. ‘something is most definitely up.’ Unfortunately the guesses that others came up with were far off the mark and the attempts to help her solve the dilemma were growing tiresome.
Her steps slowed as she approached her building. She recognized the familiar figure waiting for her at the door. This was not going to be pleasant.
Ten til Midnight 