#WritcoStoryPrompt45
Write a story based on this famous excerpt from The Night Slowly Came by Kate Chopin:

I am losing my interest in human beings; in the significance of their lives and their actions. Someone has said it is better to study one man than ten books. I want neither books nor men; they make me suffer…
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Why have I lost interest you may ask? When did I lose my passion for writing, for the art of story telling, my one and only modest talent that I've spent years studying, crafting and perfecting? It was the exact same day that I saw my life's work displayed on a best selling book shelf. I should have been celebrating a long deserved vacation in Oahu, but instead I was having a mid life crisis at a bookstore in La Guardia.

It's quite ironic actually, he tried to persuade me that our marriage was ending because I was too cold, distant, and emotionally closed off, but deep down, I knew he was cheating on me right in my own house. I knew, but it was a comfortable lie to believe.

A new intern named Francesca whom he spent extra time mentoring because she just lost her parents and was so young and new to our country. I questioned why he was spending so much time with her and he laughed it off...