Grains of Gold

I’ve always been a regular girl. There’s really nothing special about me though people around tell the exact opposite thing. Well, yeah, I am creative: I love singing, dancing, drawing, playing the piano. Life is too short for us to stick to the one thing or activity. So I take my best in everything I do. Maybe I do have some kind of a talent. But does it make me special?

Lately I’ve been drawing more frequently. It all goes alternately in my life. So, now it’s drawing time. Every time I start a new one drawing I only hope to succeed. I’m lucky enough and I have to say almost everything I get painted on a paper looks quite realistic. And I am very self-critical. Anyway, my drawings find their place in social media – I post the most successful ones for me on my twitter account. Wait a second... What do I draw? Oh, don’t judge me: celebrities.

So, couple of days ago I posted just another portrait there and was barely expected anyone to notice it according to not having many followers. You know that the best we have in our lives we get unexpectedly? This is it. That was the day when it all changed, well okay, the very beginning, the moment when my life was about to change forever.

Right, my life. Outside the Internet my life is like this: morning, breakfast, U.N.I., work, dinner and internet. No, no, no, - I said except for the internet. Nothing more I guess. Is that lack of sleep daily and reproaching myself with not going to bed early although I could and should have been, does it count?

Since early morning today has been special. No study or work, absolute freedom, a great reason to get some extra sleep. I woke up in the late afternoon with the sun shining too bright for November right into my face. What? Sunny November day? I must be still sleeping. Pinch. Ouch. No, I’m definitely awake.
This is something new. I don’t remember any sunny November days in my country for the last 19 years. Oh, you wanna know where I am from? Sometimes I think I live in Narnia. Country precisely is on the world’s map but all the musicians planning their world tours carefully avoid it. Than what’s the point to give a name? Let me be a little bit mysterious.

Hey, I am talking and talking and talking here but I missed something very important among all the words you’ve just read. What’s my name? It’s Anastasia. Too official. For those who know me I am Nas, you can call me that as well.

Anyway, about the day. I didn’t want to end my protracted, no longer early, morning so I preferred to stay in bed holding my phone. As soon as I checked my night timeline I noticed one new notification and opened the tab to see what it was. Everybody who could favourite or retweet my last message has already done that. One new follower. Oh, okay then. I was overcome by curiosity and decided to see the profile of the person. It was a pretty young girl called Jane. Don’t know why my hand reached the button “Follow” but I did it.

“Why not to have one new face in the timeline, she won’t be bothering me or anything?” I asked myself. What’s done is done. In 3 seconds my mentions were calling for me once again.

“You’re sooo talented! Please follow me, I wanna ask you something. Please please please” her tweet was saying. Wow, calm down sweetie, I’ve already done that.

I put away the phone and decided it was the time to get out of bed, my warm, soft bed. No, it’s time, Nas, it’s time. Breakfast is waiting for you. Or lunch, or even dinner. Whatever it is, get out of bed.I was forcing myself to go back to life. Firstly, to the kitchen.

I was in no mood for cooking and just grabbed everything I could find in the fringe and took in to my room with a cup of tea. “You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea and maybe that’s the reason...” I remembered the lyrics.The song is great but no bed for me, enough. I have lots of homework to do among other things. But for the moment I’m simply hungry

I took a sip of tea and a bite of sandwich, took a phone to check what I had to do for the rest of the day when I saw I hadn’t closed twitter and the tab “Me” was glowing. It must be that girl, Jane. Okay, Nas, let’s find out what she wants, and I opened my DM.

Notes

Sorry for my illiteracy, I'm not a native English speaker so bear with me please xx