On Saturday mornings, Sasha attends pottery classes at the local arts center. She moved to San Jantino six months ago; and, she wanted to meet new people. Her job, as an architect developer, brought her here, but most of the employees were men. She wasn’t interested in them or any of that gender.
May first came rather quickly. It was a warm 70 degrees already, at a quarter till 8. Sasha grabbed her clothes and headed for the shower. While she suddes up and washed away yesterday’s fret, she sang along with Cher’s Turn Back Time, coming from her ipod. Sasha had always enjoyed the classics of this fascinating and independently strong woman.
Twenty minutes later, Sash turned off the water and grabbed her oversize purple bath towel. She stepped out of the tub and dried off.
Walking free and exposed to allow her skin to breathe, she strolled over to her Bluetooth speaker and connected the iPod. As it connected, Half Breed filled the room. She laughed. This was the song that was playing the first time she had a girl stay over, in her own place, back in Anchorage.
She’s never felt ashamed of her nakedness. She’s worked through the self consciousness of her attraction to women. She’s accepted that she is a bit husky and that her face is a bit full… She’s accepted that her parents have distanced themselves from her, and many of her friends have quit talking to her. For 17 years, she’s pretended to be who she isn’t. Every moment of those years was torturous. She had to move.
Realizing the time, Sasha grabbed an apple, her coffee, and keys. She headed out the door, triple checking to make sure both the screen and front doors were locked in place. She grabbed her sunglasses and put them on, with utter delight that today was such a joyful and exciting day.
Written for the Word of the Day Challenge