“So you’re just gonna lay there all day and keep all of us waiting?” She tapped her foot on the floor and folder her arms. “What’s your problem?!”
The problem is that I am bored with this routine: Story conference, briefing, rehearsals, photo shoots for some friggin products I don’t use, a couple of interviews with some damn questions I answered for the nth time! I’ll be lucky if I get to snatch a sandwich in between.
From the outside, my life is sailing swiftly and perfectly. Truth be told, I am nothing but a figure manipulated by a puppeteer. Every wave, smile, hug, every kiss is an obligation. Looking good is a requirement. Complaints are not welcome. It makes me sick. All of these make me sick!
He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.
“Nothing.” He stood and shook his head . “Give me 10 minutes and I’ll be right with you.”