Adrift

CHAPTER VI

Those who seek, Face obstacles,

Some of which may not be passed Meredith began her daily trip down to the river. She continued to pick her flowers coming across some dazzling calla lilies along the way. They were lovely blue ones, so she picked some for her shop. She strolled along the peaceful gravel path all the way along to the river. She went back to the frangipani tree again because the other flower had crimpled up and she picked another one to replace it with. She remembered the path that she did not choose to go earlier on, the way to the village. Meredith finally made it to the river where she was before. She hopped across the same steppingstones and back up to the tree were that weird leaf came from. she had a gorgeous view of the village. The nostalgic scenery reminded her of the familiar essence, and she tried to remember her past, her identity. But nothing, not even her own last name came to mind. She began to question why. What is the point of everything? She was lost. Why was she in this world. All she does is pick flowers and sells them. She was making a living out of something she didn’t see the purpose of. She found it mundane. Wake up, pick flowers, sell flowers, sleep. She thought, What is my purpose? ‘I need to find my identity,’ Meredith declared to herself with passion in her eyes. she could see her flower shop, and she could even see some people, some happy people who most likely knew were they stood in society, but Meredith does not know that. ‘murmur,’ Meredith’s stomach was rumbling, she was hungry, so she planned. She would take the flowers that she had back to her shop and along the way she would grab a bite to eat and a drink of water. Meredith spots a man like figure also down at the river. It looks like he is filling buckets of water. The man takes a glance at Meredith and they lock eyes. Meredith wonders, ‘What is he doing here?’