Part 2 Sharla’s story

Over the next several months Sharla continued to feel restless as she performed as lead singer with the punk band Purple Kale. Walking home late on a Thursday night she kicked a stone with her boot. It tumbled down the street and dropped into a sewer drain. She shouted out, “Something is missing from my life!” Her boot kicked another stone into a building so hard it broke. She reached up and place her hands over her face and stood quietly. After a few moments she looked around her and wondered, “But what? Why do I feel like this when everything is going so well?” Nothing in any direction moved or made a sound so she walked the rest of the way home in silence.

The next morning the venue for their weekend show informed the band they wouldn’t be open. The group decided to not reschedule somewhere else and instead they would all take some much needed days off.

Sharla sat outside a cafe along the Chronomancer’s Riviera on Saturday morning. The taste of her black tea made her eyes close as she inhaled the aroma. Sitting the cup down she looked up at the mountains off to the southeast. Muscle Mountain towered over the rest of the peaks and the entire landscape was beautiful as the recent rains gave life to the wildflowers. Sharla felt a sudden need to go and hike up the mountain. “Some fresh air and meditation will do me good,” she thought as she finished her tea and left for home to find her hiking boots.

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