A Third-floor Lady

In these rooms there is stillness, a tense stillness. Something must happen. Movement. The air agitated, water run so the breakfast dishes can be washed, cupboard doors opened and softly closed. Chores. A third-floor lady going about her morning routine, thinking as she does them 'what comes next', or ruminating on some problem, some thought, or sentence lately read. Another lady had said: 'A decision leaves one free. Hesitation and doubt leaves one surrounded by undone things.' Regrets, is that what she means? thinks the third-floor lady. Perhaps the folly of nothingness, of clinging to places? Perhaps … A questioning mind, such as this lady possesses, finds perhapses all the time.

Picture credit: Room in Brooklyn,1932, Edward Hopper (source: WikiArt).

Written March 2023.