Too much ambition

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On a windy morning of the winter season, she woke up thinking about going to the hills, in the forest, by herself. But she woke up because she heard light knocking on the window. Then suddenly, at the door, she heard knocking again. So she rose up, got to the door, and a friend was there waiting, visiting her just to talk a little bit. Jenny made a herbal tea, asked if her friend wants coffee. They thought about going to the gym. One of them wanted to loose weight, the other to gain weight or muscles. Jenny tried to show her how to work out at home, a few moves, till they'll be ready to go to the gym. They were busy between jobs or too busy with the current job, that felt like a black hole, consuming all the energy or time.  Margaret, Jenny's friend was trying to meet a friend who invited her to a church. She just broke up and was looking just for a friend, nothing more. The things she wanted from a partner were too much, so she could find them in a real person. What Jenny wanted was a lot, but she pretended she needs a few things, to be modest. "Don't know why I'm so sad. Did you ever felt like this? Or it happens only on rainy days?" said Margaret. "No, sometimes, because you need to have activities that make you feel healthy and happy. Read a few books, newspapers, or something. And eat healthy foods, drink only natural juices, like orange juice, cranberry juice or any fruit or veggie juice." replied Jenny. "We should go to the gym! To work out." said Margaret happily. "Sure, when I'll finish this new deadline project. It takes a lot of time, you know?" The kids were playing on the phone, forgetting to study for school better. But they needed to focus on school, or the grades would drop, like heavy rain and they'll get no job in the future. It's so hard at school now. Back on our days it was hard, but we didn't have internet, so we didn't got distracted so much. Their mother knew how to solve their problems, but they didn't listen. Instead of studying the Bible, she started writing poetry for a publishing house, or reading business stuff. She knew that she needs it for making a living, but going to the Church was a priority too. Without going there, she felt helpless and really alone. At least the people at Church were bright and happy, or had a hope, most of the time, or 99% of the time, and she wanted to be like them. Music in the background: "What I'd give for a kiss? What am I gonna do? And why can't I fall in love? I know he's out there waiting... so why can't I fall in love?" and she was like "I already fell in love, but I have to many flaws, made too many mistakes, and so did he... so I had to stop it. To stop my love life? Without it, it's a sad life anyhow..." Once again, she was disappointed because she had to stop meeting her lover because she had too much work to do, too much ambition to gain something, riches or fame or unknown things. He was chasing too many women. Or it was just because of loneliness and curiosity.  After her friend Margaret left, she began daydreaming again. "Where are you, my love? My sweet girl, my princess..." he whispered like a phantom in her mind. "Where are you, my angel? I wanna see you. You know I need you. And you make me crazy." she thought. "Right here, somewhere, in your dream, at work or walking on the street..." his voice was heard.  "I need to see you again!"  The pink roses were in the vase. On the table everything was prepared. A white apron with white napkins, golden decorations, black and white pictures on the wall, pink tea cups filled with sweet fruit tea, butter filled bread slices with forest fruits marmalade on top, we're all waiting for Mimi. Jenny made them, for Mimi and Josephine. 
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