Today was different.
When she entered her house, it was still evening. She could hear the children play at the garden behind her apartment, which was different then the usual silence of the night. Though her head felt heavy, her arms did not; today she was not carrying her laptop.
Today, she also got fired.
She sank in the sofa as soon as she entered. This was the day she dreaded since the day news of global recession started translating to people around her, loosing jobs. To avoid it, she worked like a slave, toiling day and night. Not to mention the raw deal she took from many to hang-in there, yes this was the expression she used to calm her overworked and stressed nerves.And today the rope to hang in snapped.
But things were not as she expected. No one held her responsible for her losing the job, people around her did not stop to glare at her. And the earth did not stop spinning.
She had no plan for tomorrow. She had no time to set her alarm for. She would have to account for her savings and plan for future. But still what disturbed her the most, was that when she looked back she could not account for her last year.
She wondered what the bad times really were…
