where did the days go?

under one of the blocks near my house is a clinic that my family always go to when we're sick. it's been there for at least the past 10 years, with the same doctor and receptionist/sometimes nurse.

a few days ago i was at the bus stop when i saw the receptionist there. she got on the same bus as me so i had the chance to study her for a little bit.

it might have been a bad day, but she looked quite haggard, skin dry and eyes sunken in, almost like she's lost a part of her soul.

back in the day, she was a real pretty girl. i remember sneaking glances at her whenever my mother wasn't looking. i haven't seen her face for quite some time because nowadays she's always wearing a face mask due to all the swine flu and bird flu shit.

during my last trip to the doctor i saw her tired eyes and thought just how terrible it was for her to spend her whole youth in that little clinic, 6 days a week, working till 11 at night with only that doctor for company (and he's not even hot). all her beauty wasted behind that desk.

she must now be at least in her 30s and still looks rather pretty but it was really such a shame to have seen her that day, a painful reminder that these days once gone will never be back.