Sparken Aurelia
The Program
She thought about how she didn't have enough money to bury herself.
She'd be a burden if she died, so she bought a ten-thousand-dollar life-insurance policy. Then felt it wasn't enough and left instructions for cremation or cardboard box.
She battled cigarettes, negotiating her next smoke, and taking a shower, washing her hair again, rinsing traces of a bad habit into the sewage. She took five showers a day sometimes.
She worried about finding a job, even though she'd once had the perfect job with the perfect salary. But nothing was different.
She focused on her pain, both physical and emotional until she couldn’t move. She was certain she was being forced into a square peg of conforming to something.
Her library contained everything and nothing. She read about Bryon, literary agents, screenplays, Disraeli's letters, plot ideas, English Lords, scriptwriting, Indian wars, antiques and Tutankhamun.
Her father was an asshole, and it was a weird thing to suddenly realize.
The months kept flying by and then it was Mr. Jones’ funeral.
JJ
The Program
She thought about how she didn't have enough money to bury herself.
She'd be a burden if she died, so she bought a ten-thousand-dollar life-insurance policy. Then felt it wasn't enough and left instructions for cremation or cardboard box.
She battled cigarettes, negotiating her next smoke, and taking a shower, washing her hair again, rinsing traces of a bad habit into the sewage. She took five showers a day sometimes.
She worried about finding a job, even though she'd once had the perfect job with the perfect salary. But nothing was different.
She focused on her pain, both physical and emotional until she couldn’t move. She was certain she was being forced into a square peg of conforming to something.
Her library contained everything and nothing. She read about Bryon, literary agents, screenplays, Disraeli's letters, plot ideas, English Lords, scriptwriting, Indian wars, antiques and Tutankhamun.
Her father was an asshole, and it was a weird thing to suddenly realize.
The months kept flying by and then it was Mr. Jones’ funeral.
JJ