A Flash of Jazz - A New Day

 



Julie woke up on a fine Tuesday, her day off from work, and decided then and there to ruin people's lives. Actually, she didn't directly decide such a thing, but rather that she wanted to be selfish. For years, she sacrificed her own happiness at the cost of making sure others felt better about themselves. As she stretched her arms over her head, she decided that today would end all of that. She quickly got dressed and left her apartment in search of her starting point. As she walked along the wide sidewalk, her senses took in everything around her - cars honking their impatience to each other, children screaming as they ran inside their school building, and people trying to get to where they needed to get to for some reason. Julie put a little bounce in her step as she continued her walk on this fine sunny day in the Cherry Creek neighbourhood of Denver, the Mile High City. Several minutes later, she arrived at the Indigo Tea Room and stepped inside. Immediately, the sounds of the outside world were quickly muffled by soft classical music, people hunched over their books and journals, and the process of water being turned into various kinds of tea. Julie walked up to the counter, placed an order for a pot of Darjeeling with honey, and then located a table to read and drink her time away. Ten minutes later, such peace was finally achieved and Julie pulled out her latest read from her bag and delved in. A slow and quiet sip of her tea, followed by turning pages, followed by a long sigh. Thirty pages in, she heard someone say hello. She looked up and noticed a smiling man standing in front of her table. He wore the uniform of dark academia - black pants, black loafers, creme Oxford shirt with sleeves rolled up, exposing quote tattoos on both arms, and a leather messenger bag slung across his body. He smiled, showing off teeth obviously stained from smoking cigarettes, and said hello again. Julie blinked several times as the proper reply formed in her mind. She smiled and replied - please leave me alone. The smile faltered; the man turned around and walked away. Julie returned to her book with a grin. One down, so many to go. 


Accompanying Jazz Album - Kamakiriad by Donald Fagen

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