Against all my good intentions, I told myself to be the calm Wanda I´ve always been. There´s no occasion why I should be nervous, or even be confused. I must be myself, in a way I can make it through. My heart is bleeding if I think about Oliver as a criminal. He seems so nice, a man in the middle and best form of his life, the adjective normal is the best way to describe him.
I should be prepared, if something suspicious is going to happen, so I can act appropriately. I really don´t like surprises.
The gym was left behind, my body dislikes every motion, every step hurts in my legs, my arms are feeling quite sore. I see, tomorrow my body hates me for the torture I did. Frankly, I feel much more alive now, like a new, fresh in brain person. After my usual sport units, I´m a different person. My soul is in balance, my muscles are feeling lively and my brain is not standing somewhere far. Even the soreness is a nice feeling, it hurts, but you will see the training effect later, for sure.
The next morning, I wake up before the alarm´s ringing. That´s untypically for me. So I stand up, doing my daily morning routine and prepare myself for work. At the office, I bring Mr. Watson his coffee and the sheets he ordered with notes. After a while of searching, I´m ready to bring them with a stack of the newest magazines, the personal department did select for him to read or not to read.
The coffee in the right hand and the documents under my left arm, I bring the things in his office. He looks up as I entered the room and gives me a little smile. "Good morning", I greet him. He reciprocates my greetings. I put his coffee on the desk and lay down the materials onto the left side of his big U-shaped office desk. As I look at the form, I think about the individuality of it, I was in many offices, but never did a boss have such a formed desk. Actually, that´s really nice looking.
"It´s oaken wood, I got it from my grandfather. Better said, I won it from him, because he lost in a chess game. Old man thought, he would never loose, but I proved him the opposite. I trained a long time, but motivation never left me, because if I would ever win against him, I get this desk from him. Apparently, one failure can cost you, even if it´s only a desk for outsiders, but for me, it´s so much more." Should I find his story creepy or a normal action of being the prime for the first time of life? I don´t know, so I nod. "I guess, it was hard, playing a chess game against your grandfather, then?" He smiles a little bit. "It was really hard. You would never guess, what a shifty man he was. Did ground his own firm, proved his parents wrong and did his own way. His parents thought of him as a looser, never earning something for his own, always dreaming. But my grandfather did have a lot of luck and wisdom, he learned from his failures and made himself a brand. I should have gotten his firm, but I never wanted it, it was the best way possible. My parents were jealous of me, because I was on good terms with my grandfather, they always wanted the firm, but grandfather did push them away. My brother got the firm with 30 years, until then my aunt did coordinate it. She´s a real economy and law person, so she could handle it on her own for over ten years. But she did it for her nephew, not for her own good. Such persons you do find rarely. So now, you know a little bit of my past, as I lived with my parents together, later I moved to my grandfather´s house."
Yes, that was a great input. I never guessed my past was easy to handle. I did consider it as difficult, but I moved away from my family as I was paid better. I liked to be on my own, never felt guilty about it. As they died, I was heartbroken. I often phoned with them, but had no urge to move back to them. To say the truth, I like to be independent. I have always been that way; I don´t change me any more in that.
"I understand your past. I´m quite similar to your character. I liked to stand up for myself, my parents didn´t like me moving out, but you should live, otherwise you stay what you are, never changing, never getting better nor worse."
"Yeah, everybody should go on his own way. You can always reflect of what your parents warned you, but you should make your own decisions, it´s for the best. Otherwise your parents always think about you as a little kid, never letting you grow up. But, it´s my opinion, I´m happy, you are standing with both of your legs in the middle of your life. Never letting yourself down." If he would know, how my soul looks alike, he would never say anything about my confident appearance.
Life sometimes happens to be shitty, but you must get the best out of it. If you are in crisis, get a hold of yourself, get a grip, freeing yourself from soul chains.
"Wanda, it seems like we met each other. Didn't we? Each of our personalities are growing with time, developing new plans to do, new facets to explore. Don't you see it like that?"
Obviously, I don't know what to say. I'm speechless. For the main part, he speaks to me like I'm the person he wants to live with for the rest of his life, but otherwise, something is false. Maybe I'm only suspicious, because no man was ever interested in me. Who knows?