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I felt immediately desperate after my divorce,

  • I felt immediately desperate after my divorce, and decided to visit a bar downtown. It’s not like me to drink, however I felt that if I had already lost my husband.. what else could I lose?
  • I then realized that I could lose my snow globe and fell into a deeper, darker depression.
  • I wish I had a larger collection of snowglobes. I often see them in gift stores located in rest stops along the highway, but mom never lets me buy one.
  • That's because I eat them. I take a glass cutter, create an incision, open my mouth and pull the globe apart. Sometimes I gargle the "toy water" and then I chew on the glass. The
  • actual snow is rather flavorless. It actually tastes white, know what I mean? Like the flavor of the absence of flavor. Still, it was satisfying in a
  • thirst quenching way. But that was not what i was after. No what I needed was more in the line of rainbow flavors, like Lucky Charms. Living out a fantasy in the wilds of
  • Breakfast Cereal Land where Tony the Tiger and Diggum the Sugar Smacks frog offered cool, sugary milk massages. Snap, Crackle and Pop would provide sweet shiatsu by jumping on my
  • jejunum in onomatopoetic synchronization. All of these cereal hero spa employees were unfortunately laid off due to the economic downturn. They were forced to
  • dive into bowls of milk, searching for lost spoons. It was a job with more hazards than one might guess, but it was a job. Still, one had to wonder: who was losing
  • their minds in this occupation? Was it the man dressed in black who called himself "Neo"? Or was it the one who had found him? All that I know is this: there is no spoon.

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