Post by BKay Jewelers on Sept 1, 2017 10:53:41 GMT -6
A Day in the Life of
At noon I decided to walk outside and watch the dragonflies play in the wind. Look at them, I thought, I wish I could frolic through the air and eat smaller bugs without being charged with insanity. But then I thought about it, and dragonflies don't have car stereos. So that idea was thrown out of the window. Figuratively speaking, that is.
So at 3 p.m. I faced a real dilemma. I thought about the NHL playoffs. One game would start at 7 p.m. on one channel, and the second game would start at 9:30 p.m. on another channel. Most games last for about two and a half hours, so I felt OK at first. How foolish. What if there was an overtime or, God forbid, a double overtime for the first game? I would miss the first few minutes of the second game.
Ultimately, I ate lunch at 5 p.m. because of these various worries. I fixed two scrambled eggs and some bacon. Yet I soon realized that I was making breakfast food. To remedy the problem, I dumped all of the food between two pieces of bread. Haha, I thought, I defeated an evil part of my brain today.
At 8 p.m. Seinfeld came on. I cried during the show and wondered if another show would ever match its dramatic intensity. Thankfully, I was treated to another episode, and then another, which equals three episodes when you do the math. After that an NHL playoff game came on, and I turned it off because I don't enjoy watching hockey.
For some reason, my clock turned to 10 p.m. during the tenth blinking of my eyes. I had started to count my blinks only a few seconds earlier, and then the coincidence with the clock and my counting came to pass. I tried to only blink my eyes once until 11 p.m., but I failed.
Finally, I laid my head down to sleep at midnight. Some days are harder than others, I surmised. Then I could hear the rain pounding on the roof of my trailer. I prayed to God that a tornado wouldn't develop and throw a wild boar into my bedroom.
