The writing desk called to me, reminding me of bills to pay. I looked away from it. My life up to this point had been filled with duty and rules. I have always done what is expected of me. And what have I received in return? Even more responsibility while my dear siblings lived their lives to the full. I glanced once again at the well-worn desk. It was time I put duty aside and do what would bring me fulfillment. I picked up my coat and walked out the door.
What do you think the character is going to do?
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2014
(This is my first attempt at writing for the Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. The story needs to be told in 100 words or less.)