Morning Decision

October 14, 2011, entry for
         

"Daily Flash Fiction Challenge"  13+: Enter your story of 300 words or less. Note new starting time!

I stand here staring into the mirror over the sink, toothbrush in hand. This is not going to be an easy decision. I go through this every morning, but somehow today feels different. Tom is still snoring away as usual. The rising sun beams in the window making the whole bathroom a warm yellow sanctuary. From behind, it makes my tangled mess of short blond hair glow with a halo. Normally I would be smiling at the cute angel reflected, thinking about how I can be helping others and planning out the day ahead, but she just looks mangy now.

At work folks will gather around and share ideas engaging in friendly banter of what transpired since we last met. I so love their company and being social out and about. I can easily talk to anyone and ease them into conversation, listening to their triumphs and concerns offering compassionate help when needed. It's communication with others that is stimulating, offering alternative perspectives to allow for making good choices. Getting through this early alone time means that it's all up to me. It shouldn't be hard, but I have to do this by myself.

My thumb flicks the end of the bristles nervously, and I take a deep breath resolving that using the new mint toothpaste instead of the open strawberry or peach is best for a market stocker so I'm not confused with the fresh produce arriving today that I'll be handling.

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