I'm Poofing Away | Amano Writing Club

Even though it was a day off, I had no time to rest.

After a late breakfast, I did the laundry and cleaning.

I had a light lunch, went shopping, and spent time with the kids.

Ignoring me, my family members were all spending their day off in their own ways.

A housewife doesn't have that luxury.

I replied to work emails between chores, handled miscellaneous tasks, and before I knew it, it was already evening.

I brought in the laundry, folded it, and prepared dinner.

After a somewhat restless dinner, I finally sat down on the sofa.

But there was still more to do. I had to wash the dishes and prepare for tomorrow.

I had to scrub the bathtub and fill it with hot water... It never ends.

I stopped thinking about what I had to do.

Ah, I want to go poof. Like a ninja, I want to vanish like smoke, without anyone noticing.

I'm sure that among those in the world who have run away from home or gone missing, there are quite a few who have faced a situation like this.

In my case, of course, I don't really want to disappear forever. I just want to be alone for a little while.

I stood up abruptly and said to my family, 'I'm just going to the convenience store.'

It wasn't a lie. I really am going to the convenience store.

On the way there, I ducked into a cafe.

I ordered a coffee and sat at a window seat. Fortunately, there were no familiar faces among the customers. No one spoke to me.

My smartphone was in my bag. I just drank my coffee.

I looked outside. People were walking. Cars were driving by. I am here.

It felt as if I were watching television.
In the world outside my window, no one needs me right now.

Just ten minutes.
That is all I need.
I chanted, 'Art of Invisibility.'

As I erased my presence,
and the coffee began to run low,
I realized something.

It is true that I am busy.
It is also true that I am prioritizing what must be done.

But perhaps I could find a way to be a little more creative with how I do things.
Perhaps I could let go of perfectionism and compromise somewhere.

Realizing such an obvious thing
is thanks to this coffee.
I force myself to believe that to ease my guilt toward my family.

I finished my coffee and stood up.
I stopped by a convenience store, bought some milk, and went home.

'You're late.'
'Yeah, I made a little detour.'

It's not a lie.
But for a brief moment, I had disappeared.

'Hey, Mom.'
Back in my daily life, the clumsy ninja was
immediately swarmed by her children.

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