Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Point

The Tooth Fairy is a fake, but the Closet Monster is real. It's true. I met him; twice, once as a child and my next encounter as a fully grown mature adult. Some people with closed minds have no idea of what reality is. They are the ones who check under their bed before retiring for the night praying for fame and fortune; for themselves, not giving a rats P-Do-D for anyone or anything. These are the people who excel at making other people's lives a living hell! I've had my fair share of these pesky little critters and it took years of looking inward to rid myself of these spirit killers. Unfair? Life is just that; cruel and unforgiving. Do not become complacent within that bubble; a sharp prick and POOF!...Gone. What you've lost is nothing in comparison to what you have gained that will be passed on to others. If you just happen to be one of the fortunate few to be chosen; shown the way in...There are no boundaries for those that have found the point.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Say When

It's not about freeing the radicals
It's this bloody dependent sabbatical
Mood swings and stress levels running on high
So thankful for the rent-a-man with option to buy
Body broken and dreams shattered it's emotionally rough
Safe within the bubble yet when is it time to say I've had enough

Friday, August 10, 2007

The Market

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, aka O.C.D.; my daughter accused me of having this affliction one day when we were at the market. I didn't know what O.C.D. was until that day... a lot of other people were enlightened as well; as she observes me re-arrange some items in the cart she blurts out, "MOM! YOU'VE GOT O.C.D.!" she said this with such intensity that I darn near jumped out of my skin; was it that she used such a big word for an eight year old and she knew it's definition? or was it the delight in knowing something I didn't.
I respond rather quickly,"I like my cart organized; it's a quirk." I was hoping she would drop the topic; no such luck. She replies,"But Mom; you do it
all the time; it's embarrassing". "Well golly gee whiz honey that's my; are we there yet?" I said with a smirk.