Who Stole Forever?
17 Josh was too deep in his thoughts. The last five years had been a row house to penthouse ride. The pharmaceutical company that hired him had exploded with growth, and Josh was a benefac- tor. He had always dreamed of this kind of success, and he had worked hard to get where he was. From his clothes to his car to his penthouse, Josh had acquired all the accoutrements of success. But what occupied his thoughts and what drove him crazy was one inescapable fact: he wasn’t happy and he didn’t feel fulfilled. Sure, he enjoyed the things that he was now able to afford, and when he was out with his friends, he could laugh with the best of them. The quiet moments were what got to him. What he felt just before he went to sleep or when he was in that “still lying in bed, but I’ve got to get up” fog was what he hated. He had worked hard for many years. He had delayed getting married. He had been willing to alienate friends and crush competitors to be able to experience what he thought would be the good life, and now that he had it, it just didn’t mean what he thought it would mean. No, Josh wasn’t about to quit his job and sell the penthouse, but he was tired of having it all and feeling as though he didn’t. Sally couldn’t believe it was still dark outside as she was yank- ing on her sweats one more predawn time. The alarm had some- how fit into that final early morning dream before the dream evaporated and she realized she was being summoned to face another day. She could already hear the kid noises down the hall reminding her that there wasn’t much time between putting on her sweats and putting the kids on the bus. Her mind began to buzz through the breakfast menu, a mental assembly of lunches, and an assessment of what clothes were clean and ready for each child to wear. She walked down the hallway, and as she stretched and yawned, she wondered how she pulled it off day after day. It seemed at times as if her life was living her rather than her living her life. Her husband’s voice yanked her back to reality, announcing that he had an early meeting and was about to leave.
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