with it's orchestra.The lady with the sparkling eyes did the usual route.From lights to dark
and clockwise.
One more night in the city was over.she left from the backdoor.alone.by her choice.for a long while there was only one pillow on her bed.
holding a cigarette.the cold wind between her fingers woke her..
she remembered the flier that lately was in every corner:WhateverLand presenting yourself.open24/7
she thought:"what the f******....it's nearby and i m not sleepy
when she was there ,it was almost 06:00..
"one more night with the leftovers."
But there were people waiting outside...
she smiled and went in..she was kind of abashed when she saw the club crowed..
"now what?"
she sat on an empty footstool and ordered a drink..lighted a cigarette and looked around.
fancy people,couples,bevies,loners.any age any kind of person was stacked in a sphere shaped club...
it was late though and there was too much energy for her tired mind that night...
she left the bar..the round was on the house...along with some telephone numbers in her pocket..
"hmm..that's something!"
.....
sprawled on her bed...she started projecting the future nights in there...
she fell asleep..
.....
next night she was ready to have a full night in the WhateverLand...
there was no dress code so she put on whatever made her feel nice..and strangely after a while,she wanted to feel sexy too...
..
and she is in..with the telephone guys where she left them the day before.
She smiled..everyone smiled back..what an awkward feeling..she did not have to try much.
The second night went better than she thought.she was already like a frequenter.
Though an instinct told her to go back home early.she was drunk and the atmosphere as time was passing by got too intimate .
Ok.i ll see you tomorrow for coffee."
....
She slept easily.she woke up with a mood for socializing..
after work,she went back home.she had something interesting to do today and time was at her side..
...
..and there was everyone..
"it's like a huge cocktail shaker in here."
some new faces were at her table.but her seat was empty..
she ordered and sat comfortably..crossed her legs..nice feeling..she had the proper amount of glances when she did it.
time passed..it was getting even better..she was invited in some events and laughed enough today...
......
Back at home..she went for a shower..
while water cleaned her from tiredness,she mentally went back at the club...
the blue eyed guy...."we had a nice talking"
"i m sure there is something more"
"did he felt the same?"
"i ll make a move tomorrow"
....
one more day that the club hoged her mind..
Her last fear collapsed under the time of loneliness and the message that the blue eyed guy left at her answer machine....
She looked out of her window.
"it's spring.how?"
......
the big time came..he was there..the same look..
and she was right..there was something more..
and it was the first time that it was so profound...
.........
she took him back home..
she woke up..there was a second pillow on the bed...she smiled..
she had her heart full of feelings..so intense that she could barely control them..
she felt again like a teenager...
and the WhateverLand was always the place to be..
....
One day she went to find the reason of her revival..
and he told her that today,he had to sit at the next table.
and he did so.
She lost her speech for a while..she could barely believe it...
she didn't give up.she tried to take him back at her table.only to her table.
nothing happened..the club revealed it's darkness a shiny afternoon.
....
This incident haunted her.took her back to memories she wanted to forget..
she did not stop hang out at WhateverLand...but there was no music anymore.silence and a constant buzz..nothing to distinguish....
.....
she went deeper.at the V.I.P rooms..she met people that had the seat at the head of the table.
she always went up to take a breath..and then down again..still was driving from lights to darkness..and clockwise..
...
she took a few more blue eyed people at her home.nothing was the same though.
still no music.....
time was not healing fast enough...
.....
tables started seem the same...the same smile everywhere..a second glance was enough now to find out if there was really a blue eyed or just a contact lenses effect....
walking around from the bar to the tables,to the V.I.P section.waving to strangers,choosing her companionship.companionship(?).more like something that made the clock fingers run faster...
.....
Some tables,a few old ones,some new kept her in the club.
she was more than a simple customer now.it was not just the outfit.she was a really interesting person.she had the whole package.somewhere.if you look closely you can see :'fragile','danger flammable explosive material','love friendly' etc.a gift that any adult would like to have in his-her hands.
Her enthusiasm started fading...
but it was now a home-like place..with locked bedroom and no fireplace..still home-like though.
.....
time passed..healed the wounds..only some scratches reminded her what happened...
no more deep diving.she left her self be carried by the waves.she enjoyed their tickle,the breeze and the smells the wind brought to her..there at the beach bar of WhateverLand.
"it's summertime"
.....
She realised that this is not enough for her anymore..she needed to dive for a while..
She walked along the shore.till she could hardly tell were the main bar was...
she wondered if the new shores had something to offer.and if she had time for them.
She put her leg on the water...
Tom Yorke and Bjork singing together.sweet explosions filled her mind...
A new smile.a fresh one.she walked barefoot and the sand was wet.
She could see her table.she had her own for a long time ago.still full..
Music stopped...she was the subject...
"nice to be missed"
She sat at the bar.she wanted to hear..everyone needs some confirmation.
"no ...it can't be true"
The table took the upper hand.the tablecloth fell off.she just noticed that they are naked.
and they spit on the floor.
"was i always naked?"
a wound started bleeding..
the buzz came back..in her head.
......
it was always in her head.sometimes covering the silence.sometimes waking her up.
"maybe this was always The music"
but she did not thought it throughout.
The table....it was mostly frustration..more than sadness....
for a moment she wondered why she was not sad..she asked herself if she grew up.
if nothing was innocent.
"it's play-time"
.....
Once upon a time in WhateverLand, there was a lady with sparkling eyes......
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