sâmbătă, 27 aprilie 2013

O zi obişnuită...

Dimineata: ora 9.
Primul lucru pe care il face este sa mearga la oglinda. Dupa ce s-a asigurat ca nici un rid sau cos nu ii obscura frumusetea, merge la dus
Ora 11. Incepe lumea sa vina. Bruna coboara la munca, imbracata provocator, cu paru blond pe umeri si cu un zambet pervers. Cafeaua o bea amara, cu putin lapte. Fetele se uita cu invidie la ea, dar ei nu ii pasa, doar ii alimenteaza puterea diabolica. Incep programarile.
Ora 20. Oboseala isi spune cuvantul. Ochii ei plini de pasiune erau umezi, dorul de casa o macina pe interior, dar nu lasa garda jos nici macar pentru o secunda. Mancarea ii alimenteaza corpul, dar sufletul, suflteul ii este gol precum plaja dimineata la rasarit de soare: frumoasa, dar pustie.
Ora 24. Singurul refugiu era alcolul. Inca doua ore pana la inchidere. Bruna este aproape secata de energie, dar cu ultimele puteri mai serveste doi clienti. Acelasi program bine facut, servire de cinci stele. 
Ziua se termina...
O zi grea, dar glorioasa la final. 
Intinde capul pe perna, nici somnul nu poate sa o linisteasca pentru ca nelinistea sufletului este mai mare decat suferinta corpului. 
Inchide ochii ei cristalini, o lacrima curgand pe perna, apoi adoarme ca intr-un basm.






9AM in the morning: the first thing she is doing is to check the mirror. When she is sure that there is not a single wrinkle nor a blackhead is destroing her beauty she is taking a shower. 
11AM: People start coming. Bruna is going down for work, dressed in a appealing way, with her golden hair flowing over her shoulders and a vicious smile. She drinks her coffee black, with just a little milk. The girls are looking at her with envy, but she doesn't care, all it does is giving her more power. It's time for her appointments. 
8PM: Fatigue starts showing. Her eyes, the ones that were once full of passion, are now watery, she misses her home and this is destroying her on the inside, but she doesn't let the guard down not even for a second. Maybe food makes her body stronger, but her soul, the soul is like the beach at sunrise: beautiful, but empty. 
12AM: Alcohol is her only ally . There are two hours left until closing time. Bruna has merely some energy left, but with her lest powers she attends another two clients. Same schedule well done, five stars serving.
The day is over...
A hard day, but great in the end.
She lays her head in the pillow, it seams that not even sleep can bring some peace to her soul, because the emotional pain is stronger than the physical one. She closes her eyes, a tear flows down and ends up on the pillow, she then falls asleep.

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