A Life Worth Living
Yugen soaks in a claw foot tub sipping champagne. It was her last night house sitting in midtown New York, so she decided to spend the evening relaxing before heading to Penn station at 6 AM. The apartment was small but luxuriously contemporary. The pristine white tile of the bathroom floor allowed the bright red circular rug in the middle of the small space to be the focal point. The walls were bare drawing no attention except for the shelf of various soaps and towels. The sink was small with a creme colored countertop and a sparkling gold faucet and a small oval mirror. From the tub Yugen could see the dark kitchen and living room; besides the bathroom light, only the luminescence from city skyscrapers provided any luster.
"I hate getting up early..." Yugen thought with mild dread, letting out a discontented sigh. She was quite neurotic and hardly slept as it was but she knew that if she continued to ruminate on these thoughts, she would stress herself out and be angry the next day. She took a deep breath and accepted the sleepless night ahead. She looked over at the white lab puppy that she looked after while the owners were out of state. He laid there quietly, the lower half of his small body stretched out onto the dark linoleum of the small hallway. He popped his head up when he noticed her looking at him over the rim of the tub.
"Hi, Remo!" Yugen switches her glass of champagne to her other hand as Remo clumsily walks over. "I'm going to miss you cutie," she squeaked out.
Remo begins nibbling her fingers wanting to play. She chuckles as she switches her glass back to her previous hand.
"You beast," she states plainly with a soft smile on her face.
Yugen averts her dark brown eyes to the bathwater as she twirls a small dark lock of her hair around her index finger; a fleeting thought of what to do with her hair came to mind. The bubbles in the water were dissipating and she only had a couple of sips left of her champagne. She decided that it would be best to get out and get ready for bed. She knocked back what was left of her beverage, pulled the stopper from the drain and set the empty glass on the floor near the edge of the tub. She carefully rose from the tub and grabbed the bright red towel from the rack within arm's length to her left. She dried her hair and her torso before stepping onto the round bath mat, careful not to get the spotless tile floor wet. She dried off the rest of her body then walked over to the full-length mirror next to the bathroom door. She scanned her bare form with satisfaction and angst.
Her face is quite pretty; her light olive skin along with her nose ring, labret ring and her 00 gauges gave her an unusual and exotic appearance. Her perfectly toned arms were marred with deep gashes and burns from cigarettes and other various objects, yet she had no qualms about them showing. Her nipple rings complimented her small chest, which was in perfect proportion with her waistline. Her legs and buttocks were strong and thick, providing her with a feeling of stability. Her legs and her torso had only a few traces of faded razorblade kisses. Despite Yugen being rather fit, she never lost her femininity.
Yugen played with her belly button ring as she smiled at the life she made for herself, as well as the person she had become. She felt attractive and confident, a complete 180 from the girl she was a little less than a decade ago. She had extraordinary talent in the arts, she can finish a detailed painting
in 5 minutes or less; she plays multiple instruments such as the guitar, piano and violin. She has a powerful singing voice and a knack for putting words together.
Yugen became aware of the narcissism creeping up her chest, making her heart ache. She swallowed her pride and her shame and stepped away from the mirror, then proceeded to get ready for bed.
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