The ew feeling is sticking to me like white on rice as the pictures spin through my head posing possibilities. I am grossed out by both fact and fiction and wish the scenarios to die. It sucks being visual. Oh my gosh take my head off please as I don’t want to see anymore!
Even the hypothetical brings me to the point of chasing my tail as my reaction is one of spinning knowing that the bottle will stop somewhere, but where? It is like laying belly down on a swing and twirling the swing tight only to spin and then when stationary, your eyes are still moving back and forth. That too sickens me. Like all sicknesses, save for a few, you become immune and eventually your eyes return to normal. Regardless, I will end up on top as usual. For that I have no question. Trust me, I do take things in the right stride and in the end all will be fine even if different. What is different? Well it would depend on where the bottle stops now wouldn’t it? This is all hypothetical now isn’t it? Um...for now it is.
Thinking like a rat, there is always a back door(s), hall(s), and/or window(s) in which to exit. To these, I hold sacred that which creates the positive for me. To this I know I can jump. ~ Maggie ~ October 9, 2009 @ 1:18 a.m. EST
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