Company Needs Misery

ramblings of a beast

The Post Office

She knew she had to get to the post office. She had to because it was April and she had packages that had to be mailed that *technically* were supposed to have been Christmas gifts. Now the recipients of said Christmas gifts were obviously enabling this bad behavior by being so understanding. It was terribly rude […]

Clouds

She looked inside the closet, but there weren’t any monsters tonight. They must have gone out, she thought to herself.  She looked under the bed, but all she saw was some clutter, some storage containers, a couple old magazines, an empty water bottle and some more clutter but no monsters. They must have gone out as […]

Zero Bravery Lots of Excuses

She wasn’t always the girl with the SMTWTFS pillbox, unable to leave the house most days. She was afraid to look in the mirror as the reflection might make her realize her life was truly wasting away. She used to be someone else, but that person wasn’t here today. Who knows where “she” went. She was […]

Walking through strange places

She took a “walk” of sorts this morning, though she never left her bed. She travelled to a tree outside her window which she passed through without it even opening. It was a beautiful tree with vibrant green leaves and she smiled at the life the color represented. She travelled to a pink azalea bush alive […]

Monday

“Good morning Monday.” She thought today was like any other morning, aside from the hiccups, but decided to be gracious and say good morning anyway. She’d recognized a need for gratitude in her life, and it wasn’t just because someone on the Oprah show said so. When you see certain things, you just know you need to […]

Standing at the gates…

She found herself standing at the gates once more. The tall iron was cool to the touch. There was a breeze in the air and the smell of freshly cut lawn. The flowers were, as always, well maintained inside the gate and along the pathways. The benches and the birdbaths lay vacant. The vines climbing […]

Alien Invasion…

Sweet Sunday. And isn’t nature amazing? Doesn’t that photo just make you think things?  It is almost alien in nature. Maybe it is an alien. You never know these days. She definitely thought the neighbor was. She wasn’t sure how she felt about the whole alien thing. Most of the time she felt as if she was […]

Breathe

She wished for a transformation to ease her pain of “being”… Another form, so the hole she felt could heal and be forgotten. The waves would be smooth, the ride building in intensity until its peak. A fall off a cliff, the splash of a rebirth, she hangs her head and tries to breathe.

30,000 Pounds of Bananas

One of her all time favorite records is actually a two record set entitled Greatest Stories Live by the late Harry Chapin. She never felt his studio recordings captured the magnificence that was caught in the on stage live recordings. One of her favorite songs is, of course, 30,000 Pounds of Bananas because… how could it not be a […]

“Still me”

I stumble, yet I have travelled this road. You call out to me. I recognize the words, but not the face. I feel pain, but there is no wound in view. I try to speak, but bubbles just flow from my mouth. I’m falling now, a different place, yet the same. Around and around the […]

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