And another interview a few months after her sudden, unexpected resignation. The part of her that seemed and sounded mad to others quietly shouted at her million times:
“Fuck that! Fuck that fucking vicious circle! Fuck it and get out of it!”
It was too late; she had accepted the job interview.
“THIS IS THE END OF THE ROAD, YOUR TRUE MISSION HAS BEGUN” whispered her wisest part which she did not recognize.
Did she not hear it? Or did she not listen to it? That was not very clear to her. She no longer knew what was what, who was who, what was right, what was left or wrong. She was in the middle of her inner chaos…that was what she had thought and asked in the middle of her inner war:
She looked around expecting to be heard or maybe she was a bit sceptical about being heard. She was not sure but walls had no words.
“Again?” replied a cruel voice, she heard, and reminded her:
“You were in the best corporation, you saw what was happening there, how rotten the structure was, how unreal people were, how they had to sacrifice their souls for their stomachs and statuses and how much more rotten they had to become every day in order to remain there…”
“Enouuuugh! That is enough!” she shouted in the middle of her soulless house. There seemed to be no one to hear her but why did she look around? Was it the soul of her landlord who was now lying under the ground? She did not know, but she painfully felt pushed towards her wardrobe. She walked there, opened its door, looked into the mirror. No she was unable to look into her own eyes, no, not anymore. But how long was that going to go on? She did not know…
She looked at the clothes hanging in the wardrobe. Each one of them shouted at her and became a picture in her mind; picture of this and that day with this and that person for this and that reason ending with success and failures. That was all okay, but…but the feelings they awakened in her heart…oh even the sweetest picture stirred and needled the darkest part of her heart…She began singing, no she did not know why she did that either, but the song she chose said it all…
“Interview!” she uttered sarcastically.