Where They Never Thought They’d Be

It had that metallic taste she’d come to appreciate, it reminded her of the real taste of life, not quite sugar coated, not the perfect blend of dream and fantasy all rolled up into good little girl checklisting through life until one day, or maybe it’s one moment like the movies say, I prefer the thought of a gradually spinning out of control top montage of life unravelling. She could do nothing but recover. But the problem with that was she didn’t know it yet, so she fought, and she floundered, and now had arrived to the point where to get anything done, any shred of normalcy falsely created or created on falsity, she didn’t want to think of why now, to get anything done resembling what was supposed to be done to live a ‘normal’ life required first the taste of metallic.