Aliens, Worm Guy and Stuff
Posted on | April 26, 2010 | Comments Off
She lay quietly in bed while Worm Guy rested on the shelf by the window. His rain gear set aside, she saw that he was wrapped up in the washcloth she had given him to dry off with. She didn’t want to know what, if anything, he had been wearing under the rain gear.
She saw on the news that British astrophysicist Stephen Hawking was talking about intelligent alien lifeforms almost certainly existing. She wondered if Stephen Hawking knew that in the United States, worms were dressing rather sharply and talking. Did that count? She figured it was close enough and smiled. (Damn, more wrinkles!)
She was in pain tonight, her neck and shoulder giving her trouble as it often did when the weather changed. This of course got her thinking about her injury, and her old life. . . It made her sad for a bit, but she was getting better at coping with the “new normal.”
Her “new normal” consisted of visits from a talking Worm Guy, adventures to weird places, visits to the asylum. . . and a lot of whining all without leaving her room. Then there was the normal, normal stuff, and she was just getting back to functioning again in that realm. It was time to be grateful for everything she had (Worm Guy included) and not what she was lacking.
And thank YOU, whoever you are, out there, reading. You matter too.
She could hear tiny snores from Worm Guy as he continued to sleep. . .
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