The Insignificant

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Her alarm clock won't stop ringing. She struggles as she tries to reach out for the clock. It's 4 in the morning. Yet another routine.
She pulls herself up, out of the room and takes a warm shower to start the day.
It's rather chilly and she puts on the water boiler. oh well, that would probably take a while.
And 3 steps away, lies 2 cups and a bowl by the sink that was left overnight. The girls must have had supper again, she thought.

Just around the corner, the mounting laundry is calling out to her. She immediately picks and chucks them into the washing machine.

What's for breakfast today. Biscuits will do, and a cup of coffee to go with, of course.

Perfect.

She walks out of the house, into the garden. And for one moment she was caught in space. Nature never fails. She inhale the freshest air as the cool breeze lightly brushes her face. How intoxicating.

With a broom on one hand and a dustpan on the other, she begin to sweep all area surrounding the garden and picks up dried leaves.
From the other end, the little dog never stops barking, calling out to her.
She's not alone afterall.

It's almost 8 a.m now, and the dog hasn't stop strolling around the garden. She continues to hang the washed clothes to dry under the sun as she watches the dog run around with freedom.
For one moment, she wished she could stay longer.

It's no longer chilly now. She got back into the house and she always remember to lock the doors.

She does some remaining ironing in her room, proceeded with the other house chores and everything else to beautify the house.

She looks at the clock several times, and she quietly walk upstairs, very careful not to wake the girls. She's meaning to knock on the girls' door. She knows they are still asleep and because of that she's running behind schedule.
But nothing can be done except cleaning up the 2 other remaining rooms.

It's almost 11am now. Finally.

The family take turns to use the bathroom. Everyone's rushing, she wonders why.

"we're heading off to the city today" -one said.


oh yes, yes. It's a wednesday. how absent minded.

She pause for a second to look at the girls in their best dress. How pretty. She secretly wished she own one.

She locks the front gate as she watches them leave the house. She gave in a faint smile.

Within seconds, the house is empty again, overtaken by the sudden silence. She dread this moment. She has always.

I wonder what are they doing right now. Are they also thinking of me as how I think of them now, she thought.
I really shouldnt get started. A little voice in her mind says.
and so she shakes that thought off her mind.

It's noon and the sun has been out for a while now.
It is now sizzling hot. She feels lethargic. She doesnt feel good.

She can't fall sick.
Unfold clothes, untidy rooms, messy kitchen.
No not now, not today.


She walks into her room and take a peep at the calendar. She crosses out today's date. 565 more days to go.
She let out the longest sigh.

It is so hot and humid and yet she turns off the fan.
She could feel thumpings in her head and now she can hardly balance herself.



She has fallen sick.



Night falls, and the house is still as empty & quiet as before.



It's 12 midnight now,
and she misses her family.