February
5, 2013
All
work and no pay make for an empty refrigerator and crabby friends!
Fiscal
worries create fear and anxiety that bleed onto the other household members
including the dog, next door neighbors, folks up and down the street, throughout
the city and state, around the country and ekes into the world at large. Each
sensation of disconcert is like an eye drop of water in a bucket, spreading out
to the edge and cyclically returns the way it came. Back and forth it moves repeatedly
until the molecules of the liquid itself seem to change and alter form.
Unexpected
laughter fails to reach the crows around the eyes, sounding sharply hollow and gravely
forced. Small decisions such as purchasing school supplies for the up-coming
year turns into a Godzilla overwhelmingly threatening the vulnerable citizens.
The
garage door is not moving up and down properly, all of the florescent light
bulbs mysteriously burn out at the same time, the weed eater halts unpredictably,
credit card charges grow like cancer in a petri dish, the cars are both on “E,”
eyeglasses break at an irreparable spot, a tooth breaks off while crunching on
a carrot stick, food disappears as if gorging on itself. The alarm is
unmistakable.
Tomorrow
has arrived.
A
classic comedy is in order, as with trepidation, belly laughter reverberates throughout the planet and beyond, entrenching the masses with joy and promise. Time to heat up scrumptious leftovers and turn water into
wine.
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