Solitaire Lara sat on its hands in the middle of August, looking couples
with babies and cars stroll by. Toddlers chasing the innocent joy, a
blissfulness that was but a blurred image in his mind, so it was more like
a mirage. She looked a father holding the hand of his daughter. She hated
it.
Lara came to this park alone, as a sort of homage to his misery. For almost
a year she sit on this bench and indulge the urge masochistic and
self-hatred. She brought a work bag along filled with paperwork fees next
week and pressed it against his chest.
Once, two little girls were sitting next to Lara lonely a brief respite.
The smaller of the two was eating ice cream and watching it carefully.
After a long time, Lara finally returned his gaze and smiled, but the
little girl continued to stare curiously, as if a foreign object. Lara's
eyes had to hold back tears, and she hurried to find another bank. She
always wore sunglasses at the park after that day.
Lara liked to get under the skin of mothers who spend humor and the thought
of raising her own children with a man. There was an undeniable romanticism
about it, but she quickly scold herself to imagine was nothing less than
capitulation. What women really reach? How fulfilling is a subordinate of
life to a husband?
Lara watched with disgust as a man kissed his wife and put on a lazy smile.
His wife looked back with admiration. It is no better than cattle. There is
no freedom in marriage. What would I be without my job? The very titles
filled Lonely Lara head sitting on the bench - titles printed on the story
of his life, starting in college.
Solitaire Lara herself that she was not alone. She had her friends from
work and a book club, she experienced every Wednesday. His house was not so
empty with two fellow felines. Of course, things were better when his
parents were alive. It provided an excuse to see her sister, who seemed to
have enough time for her own children these days. She could visit, but be
in his house with noisy children frustrated Lara. The only communication
she had with her sister was now time to chat time on the phone.
When the sun begins to set, Lara strolls to his apartment just a few blocks
away. When she arrives, Simon, the favorite of her two cats, greets and
demands food. Perry has only run once he hears the jingle of the food bag.
Solitaire Lara is then located next to a large window in the living room
which overseas the city. People like ants marching below give a vague sense
of society. Virginia Woolf, one of his favorite authors, had become a
popular topic of conversation in her book club, and was excited by the
opportunity to read his books a third time through.
Lara revealed that solitary reading of Woolf's novels brought him back to
his college days, when his worldview was shaped and made robust inspiring
professors who she keeps in touch with long after leaving university. When
she got a degree in sociology, his ideas of patriarchal environment that
surrounds yet been cemented by the fact that the work was nowhere had. This
saving has been designed to meet single men. His most serious concerns were
proved right when she asked a marketing position to be rejected in favor of
a man she considered much less qualified than herself. Everything is a
battle for a woman in this society. No freebies, unless you're a man.
No nostalgia fight was never unaccompanied by memories of his time in the
social scene on campus, where lonely Lara used her feminine allure to make
men give in to his whims. I owned. All his antics mixed in a singular event
which she was the master and men desperate subordinates. However, Lara
never felt a greater sense of conflict between shame and pride when those
memories arose, and this juxtaposition of apparent triumph and the
inevitable humiliation made his home in this very short period.
Solitaire Lara went to bed more awake than it was in the day, lying on his
back, as if the ceiling was a powerful attachment. She twiddled his thumbs
and took a deep breath that fizzled in a soft moan. The alarm was set for
the next day's work, she would resume her rewarding career.
"Good night, Simon. Good night, Perry ", said Lara Solitaire.
I am a strong, independent woman. I am a strong, independent woman. I am a
strong, independent woman ...
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