The Daily Life Novels & Stories

They remained glued to him, anxiously waiting for him to speak. "Your life, since I met you, has always looked simple. You live in an apartment with your friend, and you work at a laundry during the weekdays. You get around by cycling and love spending time at the park. Do you know how much that would change if we were in a relationship?"

Why do people know so much about your life? "Because I work with it. “Telling your life? “I asked. "It's "she shrugged, so she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and showed it to me. It was one of those newer devices full of frufru. I didn't have a cell phone, not even a phone in the socket, because the conversations inside were face-to-face. "I basically keep talking to others about my day-to-day life. I keep giving tips on clothes. I'm always connected. So it's kind of inevitable that people don't know the worst part of our lives.

Coming home every night after my day's hustle isn't always this dramatic. My life is mediocre, at its best. No drama. No intrigue. Nothing. Just me, barely surviving another mediocre day with yet another mediocre problem that was out for my mediocre life and not-mediocre-but-problematic sanity.

Life was pretty simple for Lilly Jameson. Most days consisted of her waking up early, finishing chores, and then having a cup of tea in the garden before retiring to bed for the night. Some days she longed for fun, adventurous and bold experiences, but that seemed so unrealistic for a girl like her. Her only destination would be to settle down, get married, and have children.