Destination? Las Vegas, baby. A need for cool-down atmosphere.

The events back “home” are out of hand, perhaps lethal.

This vacation will suit her, the elite will breath, and perhaps her impertinent mistake will be looked over.

Several vulgar words seep, as coffee swims under her tongue.

As distinct as white light in darkness, the plan continues, nevertheless in-accepted by the one and only.

She sighs and continues on.

Adrenaline junkie? A higher power? Sick distortion of morality?

All wrapped with a slik red bow?

Yes, perhaps.

Two small scars on her right hand, one on the left, reminders of the times she dared to love.

No more of this will happen, she is fierce, she is never making that mistake again. This was a one time deal, an event to never look back on.

Be the wit, the fear, the lust.

Complete this and you have done it, set yourself apart from humanity, done a service.

Everything happens for a reason.

Few remain, but the tasks are daunting.

Its time she picks up the pace.

She has mastered it, the one look into a mans eyes, the one gesture of complete seduction.

Any man can be hers.

The art of being a woman fascinates her, the very power she holds overwhelms her.

The biggest gift she has received is this utter realization of what she is, a woman.

No longer a little girl, innocent and sweet, she is now discovering her womanhood, and she has taken the dangerous path at doing so.

Too many have the years been that she has wasted away in the kitchen cooking and nodding her head at every statement her spouse declared.

She will be smart about this, not typical, her wardrobe will be elegant yet subtle to show her greatest traits.

She will maintain a natural look, and speak intellectually.

 Impossible to refuse, and even more impossible to acquire. 

Never again will she be afraid to say what she thinks and will dare to challenge a mans beliefs.

This quest will be epic.

Her emotions rearranged, rethought, and rewrote.

Love? 

There will be no such thing. In order to complete this quest no such things are permitted.

Pure revenge, Pure lust, Pure truth.

This is who she is, and she will make every man on the planet regret it.

As if letting go of each unhappy event occured that day, she runs.

She has found it.

The one thing that can actually give her peace.

Alone in silence, she passed each house, wondering what those people might be doing, if they are happy, or sad, or maybe even content.

The end of the street approaches, her ankles shake, this is the only pain worth it.

A release of all tension through her bones, sweating all stress through tiny drops of eliminated water.

At the corner of the street, she stops, to possibly catch her breath, or perhaps admire the night sky.

A cloud smeared over the sky, as if strokes from a painter, the stars arranged in no particular order, but still indescribably beautiful.

Feeling as if she is watching through windows of the mind, she pauses, takes a deep breath, and realizes how truly amazing this world is.

Forget bills, forget the new car you want next year, forget that you need a new couch, forget.

Remind yourself of what beauty you can expierence by just opening your eyes.

Truly opening them.

She took a seat on a rock, cars passed, but time seemed to stop, tears filled her eyes, overwhelmed by what she had missing all along.

Freedom.

Freedom of the soul, the freedom to let go of all problems, all fears, and just live.

Just feel the air enter you, the blood flow, the heart beat.

If only this moment would last forever, she did not want to get up from there, ever.

For she knew she would return to the life everyone leads, ever stressed to accomplish and make it.

Never to realize how time passes and never to really stop to look at the world around you.

She returns leaving the spot where she had been reborn, a simple corner on the street.

The wind ran through her hair is if desiring to stop her.

Her lips dryed by the physical exhaustion, but her soul kept going.

The night had changed her, and entering the house she felt a feeling of hope she hadnt felt in a long time.

Although lost, she can still hope.

Just hope.