Alone in her head
Posted on | April 28, 2010 | 1 Comment
Though she never heard voices in her head, except for that of her own sarcastic self narration, she found herself feeling rather lonely now that she was provided with a new found clarity of mind. She wondered if this is what normal people felt like. She wondered if there were such things as “normal people” and smiled. (Wrinkles ack!) “Normal is a setting on the dryer” she was told. Well, without the stuff spinning around in her head, she just felt like she’d walked into a ghost town. Feel free to “enter ghosts” any time to keep things interesting.
Perhaps it was the quiet. She wasn’t used to the quiet. Again, this implied voices and it wasn’t voices it was thoughts and memories and information and just a lot of mental laundry spinning around in there. No voices. She wanted that clear. (Little insecure with that whole voices thing, no?) Now she just had slow flowing waves of mellow whatever like a fluffy ride of la la -ness. Yeah, that certainly made it sound as if she was stoned. She wasn’t stoned either. She didn’t know how to explain it because she really didn’t know what “it” was going on in there. Like the workers had all taken a break, or maybe she was floating (Oh no, another -ing word!) … no no no… this just wouldn’t do.
She finally gets some peace and quiet and she cannot stand it. Nope. Music. Begin music. Music with lyrics this time. She wanted voices. She wanted someone talking to her… Jason Wade of Lifehouse singing to her. Yes… this was nice.
Peace and quiet is over-rated. . .
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April 28th, 2010 @ 5:41 pm
Unwrinkled skin is overrated. So SMILE. Often, and with enthusiasm!