What would I have been

I wonder sometime what would have happened to me had I stayed there.
Would I be here with you? Would I be the soul I am now? Would I be the woman I am now?

He was sitting on the porch and he was pondering his head. He had build his house ont this land he bought five years ago with the money he had saved over the years. His body was peacefull but his mind was circling. He was smoking a cigar and his mouth was making twisted moves insisting on follwoing his mind on producing circles. He was cought in a circle he thought. One more time in a circle he built. And he didn’t know if he was happy about it. He knew he is good where he is. The smell of the newly painted house made him proud and invested. He was invested and had roots now. He felt this overwhelming sense of satisfaction, but his mind kept making circles and his mouth followed suit with the cigar smoke. He shouldn’t smoke around the newly painted house he thought. He got up and stepped down the stairs off the porch and kneeled to the ground pressed the cigar in the soil and put it out. Now he had to stop with this unhealthy circles.

Darling, darling get up!
He was still asleep and began waking up. Still drowsy and with half opened eyes he murmurred something.

Darling come on. We need to get ready mama is coming today.
And there he was now fully awake. He wanted to make his wife happy. That was all he wanted. She was making him happy every day since he first saw her. It was the eyes that see right through and into the soul. When he saw her and their eyes met he saw right through and recognized this soul he had always expected and believed he was going to meet. People didn’t believe him but he knew. He had just bought this land where the house is laid now and he knew it was a sign.

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