Sad at 40(Series 2).
In the cool evening when the party of Sophia had met its expected end, everyone journeys to his destination for rest, leaving Sophia and Husband to have the rest of the time.
As unpleasing as life was to Lucy, she went back home with agony flipping through the pages of her mind.
What was the agony - it was a personal case - so invisible, undescribable to others.
Getting back home with a safe drive, she took over her photo album and gave a riff.
Her photo of 20 years back as a child reminded her that all the infant promises are now dwindling.
' In my 20s, I thought of riches, I thought I could get a partner that can flower me with joy, peace and harmony, but no!'
'How come I've got all the riches but I'm not happy' - Lucy whispers as bitter thoughts activate high mechanism of frustration.
At that moment, she sat still on a chair. Her neck became stiff with a face wet with exuded moisture.
If she had had someone that cherises so dearly, her world would have been flourishing with unending love, so she thought.
Before then, she lost two partners to cold hands of death at 20s, then enroute to her 40s splashes a trajedy that locks horns with Lucy's peaceful mindset.
'No, I can't cope again, I need to..
.....'
Lucy Expresses as she took self to upstairs to console her forlorn hope.
To be continued with Series 3.
Go and read series 1, if you haven't read.
In the cool evening when the party of Sophia had met its expected end, everyone journeys to his destination for rest, leaving Sophia and Husband to have the rest of the time.
As unpleasing as life was to Lucy, she went back home with agony flipping through the pages of her mind.
What was the agony - it was a personal case - so invisible, undescribable to others.
Getting back home with a safe drive, she took over her photo album and gave a riff.
Her photo of 20 years back as a child reminded her that all the infant promises are now dwindling.
' In my 20s, I thought of riches, I thought I could get a partner that can flower me with joy, peace and harmony, but no!'
'How come I've got all the riches but I'm not happy' - Lucy whispers as bitter thoughts activate high mechanism of frustration.
At that moment, she sat still on a chair. Her neck became stiff with a face wet with exuded moisture.
If she had had someone that cherises so dearly, her world would have been flourishing with unending love, so she thought.
Before then, she lost two partners to cold hands of death at 20s, then enroute to her 40s splashes a trajedy that locks horns with Lucy's peaceful mindset.
'No, I can't cope again, I need to..
.....'
Lucy Expresses as she took self to upstairs to console her forlorn hope.
To be continued with Series 3.
Go and read series 1, if you haven't read.