Nicholas Wilson

Decisions

The sun peered through the broken blinds, highlighting her face. Anna wiped her brow and peered out across the parking lot taking in the stillness of that moment. She sat down on the edge of the bed. The must filled her lungs. She looked down at her worn shoes and took a deep breath. She was tired. Tired of working so hard and getting nowhere. Tired of cleaning dirty hotel rooms. Tired of where her life seemed to merge at this very point.