Sam Gaskell

Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem 9am on a Wednesday, just off the high street. It was just any other day, nothing out of the ordinary. Sarah was getting ready for another shift at the supermarket. Another day of doing the same job, doing the same activities. She was tiring of this, stuck in a dead-end job. She leaves the house and takes the bus into town driving the same route, passing the same shops and houses every day along the way. Nothing really stands out during the daily journey although there is one particular book store that Sarah thought looked a little peculiar. Along the way, the journey stutters with stops and starts due to the traffic of rush hour. The bus coincidently stops outside the bookshop. Its murky and mysterious exterior is a stark contrast to the brightly lit, colourful high street on which it's located. It seems to be very off-putting to any visitor, almost like they don’t want any guests. After a short wait, the bus pulls away again as the traffic begins to clear up. In the corner of her eye, Sarah sees an advert in the window of the bookshop. She tried to read it quickly but it was too late, the shop was now out of sight.