Act III
Opens on an island in the Lesser Antilles. High
white clouds hang overhead. The wind comes and goes. Dogs bark. Birds chirp.
A
comfortable, but modest three bedroom, two bath concrete home on the side of a
hill overlooking a lake cries for attention, like the lady inside.
Lethargy, the stalwart
companion of don’t give a shit, prevents her from getting up and giving the
house a good scrub.
She rallies regularly, only
to succumb life’s little aggravations coming in healthy portions.
DO NOTHING SATURDAY is a
gift she gave herself. Learning to be good to herself without becoming self-obsessed,
to live a balanced life; this is her goal.
Tuesdays dedicated to
helping the street dogs, bringing her plan into focus.
Seclusion Sundays with
writing and house work co-mingled.
A regular regimen at the
gym, occasional movies and visits to the beach; you’d think she’d be happy.
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