Natasha awoke like every average day. Sun shimmering throughout her room. She opened her eyes and thought “meh” “another day another dollar”.
40 year olds are supposed to in settled by now. Established so to speak. She wasn’t even close.
Prepared to start her day and ready to jump in for a quick shower she hurried to the bathroom and started the water. Without thinking she quickly stepped in and forgot to stable herself and slipped. As she was falling she muttered “good grief” as if she was in a Charlie Brown cartoon and then everything went dark.
Imaging she was falling through a black tunnel in her mind she regained consciousness. Annoyed with the fall and the pain in her right shoulder she lifted herself up.
Now even more pressed for time she continued her shower muttering obscenities. She finished up got dressed and fixed her hair. Not much of a make up chic she brushed her teeth and smiled at her reflection. She thought to herself “your one fine looking specimen” she quickly laughed and out the door she went.
As she looked around. She became puzzled by what she was seeing. The neighborhood didn’t look like her neighborhood. She looked down at her briefcase and it was the same. Completely confused she checked her phone it was the same too but the time was now pm instead of am.
What the what?
Thinking to herself “b**** you must be still be lying on the shower floor.”
Snapping her fingers in front of her face she tries to wake herself up until a man walking towards her says “Sally,baby where have you been?”
Confused and bewildered she answers “sorry but my name isn’t Sally”. He smiles and picks her up into a bear hug and replies “oh baby the things you do to get me going.”
Natasha starts thinking to herself ” 1. This dude is fine 2. Why is he calling me Sally? 3. Where am I?”
The beginning of Sally