Tina: Theme…Open


First Line: Nothing is ever as good as it seems or as bad as it seems.

“Nothing is ever as good as it seems or as bad as it seems.” Repeat. “Nothing is ever as good as it seems or as bad as it seems.” Repeat. “Nothing is……”

Jan smiled at the absurdity of where she found herself. Moving to a small town, taking the school job to be near Eddie sounded like a good idea. Sounded. He moved on after a way too short whirlwind rekindling of the romance they had back home. He. Was. Gone.New job. Bye-Bye.

She. Was. There. Here.

No where she wanted to really be, but stuck in a contracted year that she was just too timid to say “to hell with it” and chuck it all. To top it off, she was bored out of her mind most of the time. Just about everything closed by 6; a very few places stayed open to the wee hour of 7. Then it was home, TV or the internet, reading..and, grading the papers she could care less and less about the more the school year went on.

His leaving hurt, that was for sure, but it was also a great sense of relief. He wound up to really be the stuck up shit all her friends and family told her he was. She had just been so lonely, and his attention (when he was attentive) made things just…better. Not great. Just…better. Then it all went south fast. He flew off for a job interview that he hadn’t even told her about, reappeared only long enough to spout the drivel she supposed he thought was sincere. Then he was gone.

The relief extended a long ways, in another respect. It gave her the kick in the ass to at least reach out to others in her stratosphere. They still liked to retire early, leaving her to that late evening alone boredom, but…with Eddie around, she wound up knowing no one.

Things change. Steve, Science teacher, was cute. Maybe something to pursue. If nothing else, June wasn’t that far away.


About StuHN

I am a creative individual with many areas of passion: Professional Storyteller; NYS Certified Drama Specialist/Educator; Professional Development Coordinator & Facilitator; Workshop Leader; sometime Puppeteer; Playwright; Director; Performer; Teaching Artist; and sometimes more.

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