The little peace she has invited while on vacation is seeping in fast. She feels happy and content. It seems that life is on the right side up.

She asked to be left in the park. Her cousin will pick her up after his shift in the clinic … that should be before dusk. In her ears is her old headset from her old portable CD player. This was the same old player she used when she was here the last time. She is forming a habit.

The Soundtrack Of Her Life (from her mixed CD) played the entire day.

  1. Free To Decide by The Cranberries
  2. Champagne Supernova by Oasis
  3. A Long December by the Counting Crows
  4. Diggin On You by TLC
  5. Only Wanna Be With You by Hootie and the Blowfish
  6. Who Will Save Your Soul by Jewel
  7. As I Lay Me Down By Sophie B Hawkins
  8. Secret Garden by Bruce Springsteen
  9. You Were Meant For Me by Jewel
  10.  Everyday Is A Winding Road by Sheryl Crow
  11. Breakfast At Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something
  12. Wonder by Natalie Merchant
  13. Sunny Came Home by Shawn Colvin
  14. All I Wanna Do by Sheryl Crow
  15. Jealousy by Natalie Merchant
  16. I Will Remember You by Sarah Mclachlan
  17. Lady Picture Show by Stone Temple Pilots
  18. Selling The Drama by Live
  19. Until I Hear It From You by Gin Blossoms

Hours ticked and she took very many pictures. She said hi to strangers and they smiled back to her. She had a proper veggie hotdog,  fresh lemonade and fed her leftovers to the swans in the pond. Hah! Very Americana, if she should say so. She also watched young boys practice skateboard stunts, they didn’t mind. Sitting on the benches, she looked far –  wishing things, praying, reviewing her life and missing people she lost in her journey. Soon time was no more. Her cousin was honking his horns like mad. She needed to come back home.

It was just about time, she was already hugging herself because of the rising chill. There were no more people in the park but her. Walking the short distance, she looked back in the pond and the bench. The sky was now purplish pink… the sight’s heavenly. She took a good look around. Breathed. Closed her eyes. In the bench she scratched her name and the words was here ’09.


The drive home meant closed eyes by the passenger seat. She was saving the day in her mind, trying to lock it in her memories. She wishes to remember this day forever. Peace don’t come by that often.


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