Dental Hygiene Sample Resumes

Chapter 6: It was all inclusive

Below, Chapter 6 of a missed book, never published.

Eight o'clock in the morning. I go out as usual. But not quite. Because a sense of freedom never felt before came over me and fills me. A sense of lightness gives me the impression of floating. Arriving at the subway station, I have not wanted to go. Because once the train, bored and sleepy heads will bring me back to earth. And this morning ... I fly.

Eight o'clock. I sit on a bench and I chose the sunny corner. I wish the sky is blue. It would have been nice in history. But the sky was white.

Eight o'clock. On my bed I look at people passing by, busy people, couples kissing on quickly mouth to wish a good day and from each of its side, legs lurking and that disturbs the dust, the hands holding the cafés who smoke cigarettes crashing to the ground, passing the costumes, heels needles, ties, pale faces cleansed ... I look at everyone as a stupid inexplicable happiness.

Eight o'clock. I am anonymously pass that crosses the lives of everyone touching it. I touches because I do not fit into any. I love my role of spectator. Especially after playing so long the role of lead actress in a drama that lasted longer than necessary. And that has annoyed everyone. You know ... the kind of film that compel the audience to immerse their heads in bags of popcorn, kissing in search of any passion to sleep or just leave ...

Eight o'clock in the morning London. On a bench. In front of the station. I look at people with a beatific smile that means nothing. A smile that has no rationale, no logic and no purpose. A simple smile that I can not control and which required that I do not have provoked. People go by quickly. But I ask myself. For once, I did not want to move. I want to feel each passing second. I want to take time to digest. I ask myself a moment to experience the morning. To accommodate a new day of my life. To see what I go too fast often. These moments do not return. These 26 degrees so rare in England. I do not ... you'll get him.

Eight o'clock. A man passes me smile too. Yes it has it all. ©