The Daily Life Novels & Stories

The sound of my mother's raspy cough echoes from the adjacent room, a constant reminder of her deteriorating health. I carefully select a few eggs from the refrigerator, their shells cracked and fragile, mirroring the fragility of our lives. With a heavy heart, I crack them into a chipped bowl, whisking them vigorously, hoping to infuse some semblance of happiness into this mundane morning routine. As I reach for the milk, I notice the empty carton, a stark reminder of our meager existence.

The new normal we’ve built together. One day at a time.

Ji Soon wishes her to live a normal life like others. After Ji Soon said Bo Ra started to worry that she was not leading her life calmly like others. Dong Jun said, “Don’t be worry about what Ji Soon said earlier. Your life is normal like us.” But she started to think what other people do in her age. She thinks others would go for a job or studying in colleges. They go on dates with their boyfriend. They hang out with their friends. They lead their life happily without worries. Their worry is about why I missed the bus, why my boyfriend didn’t pick me up, why am I getting pimple, why my teachers giving me a lot of home works.

Dinam pov Today like the previous days, I went out early in the morning and walked the streets of Dalbey in search of work. It has become my routine for almost a month. It's crazy how work has become impossible to find in this country. Yet I am not demanding. Even if it's cleaning the toilet, I'm willing to do it, as long as I have some money to pay for my mom's medical care.

"Life doesn't have to be boring." "You're right. It doesn't. But it also can't be excitement and adventure all the time, either. At some point, you have to pay the bills, go grocery shopping, bring home the bacon. None of that's exciting." He dropped to the deck and slid over the side and into the water. "That's what living is all about, my friend." He leaned on the side of the deck and stared up at Glen. "The trick is not to get lost in the mundane while you're living that life."

Rhys said. "You have Type 1 Diabetes," Jess reminded him with a tut. "You literally have to inject yourself with insulin on a daily basis to stay alive." Rhys shrugged like it was nothing. Just part of his existence. Dailey tried to concentrate on the conversation and not the stares as they moved through the corridor. She was going to be the gossip of the day, maybe the week. Heck... it could even be the gossip of the year.

Richard's eyes widened and he grinned. "Finally loosening up Bastian, I'll create a club track," Rich chuckled and started typing on his phone he connected to the screen and speakers through bluetooth. "We are going to be sleeping the entire first day we are at the hotel," I mumbled sourly and Miguel shrugged along with Alejandro. "Relax old timer, live a little," Richard said as he lit up a blunt. "Geezus, Richard," I mumbled and shook my head.

What is the simple and peaceful kind of life? I wasn't sure, honestly. The moment I woke from a coma not remembering anything even my name- that's when I lost to define what does life is all about. I don't know anything about myself and that feeling is sucks. Every day of my life- it feels like I am on a guessing game trying to get familiar with the things around me.

~~Jay~~ Life is so strange. One moment, you’re living what feels like a normal life the kind of life you take for granted, brushing off every little thing as if tomorrow is promised. And the next, life thrusts you into a rollercoaster of pain and negativity that doesn’t slow down, not even to let you breathe.

They finished the kitchen. The day was good. The life was good. She was in it. Choosing. Every ordinary day from here. She was.