It's 4:00 in the morning, but I feel good. Or really, nothing. I should feel something because today is Christmas, but I feel absolute nothingness.1
I've watched TV, read some books, and now I'm sitting out in the living room. The Christmas tree glows on my eyes with it's white lights. I look at the presents under the tree, and though the colorful wrapping makes the gifts look rich, I can only imagine small, simple gifts in larger boxing than they should be wrapped in. 2
And the cat around my feet looks up at me. He was washed earlier (should I say yesterday, later today? I have no idea). So he smells of cat shampoo. While I was lying in bed earlier, I felt something moving under my tee-shirt/around my neck. I thought it must be some piece of dust or hair, but as I lifted my shirt, I saw a little black flea jumping around underneath. I didn't mind it so much, but then it started to move 'round across my chest, until finally, I caught it between my fingers, and then walked out to the kitchen sink to drown it.3
I have this thought lurking in my head, though, that it jumped back out of the water to jump to some other moving/being/thing, for it to bother and bite on.4
I just got the thought that I'm thinking too much about this. I shouldn't be thinking! I shouldn't be up! I should be sleeping. But I like this feeling in my head, where everything is calm, and glowing, and soft. My eyes feel swollen and half-shut, and I feel like I'm on a row boat, slowly sailing across the carpet, even though I sit here, on a chair, at the kitchen table.5
And at this time, life seems to stop in some sort of peace. And the lights draw me into some sort of trance, so that I feel nothing. My eyes stay open, my mouth is open. I feel like a dog. But a sleepy dog that doesn't drool or pant.6
I place my hand on my face and realize that staying up like this probably isn't so good. And then my stomach starts to curl, and I break out of my trance to rush to the bathroom...7
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christmas eh, sounds like fun, that will probably be my christmas actually, only i will be very drunk and my cat does not have any fleas to have jump on me, though my mum's dogs and cats do so i suppsoe he could get some if they jump to me then to him - i am rambling now i know. well i bought myself a christmas present today, some christmas socks at the grand old price of 99 shiny new pence
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There's nothing worse to me than blank white lights on a christmas tree. While I read this, I felt as if I was thinking it, and telling you about it, instead of vice versa. I have a tendency to think myself into a hole, so this clicked with me, as well as insomniatic (sorry if that's not a word) thoughts can. I think that it was at its best from the 4th paragraph on, just because the descriptions got more... um... descriptive? Im'a go read some more.
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you've really captured that insomniac timelessness I felt last night; really though, this is indy poetry/literature.
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yep i'm gonna go read the first one later too
this was cool though
you have good storytelling qualities
something that i dont really have too much
but now i cheated
and read the part II before the part I
i always find myself doing that
shame on me lol
i'll be checking the first one out as well
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kateri235:
Let's just say there are two more parts to this. It isn't really a beginning or ending type of story-line. It just is... Parts I-IV...
Abby Eyeball
Thanks for reading, and feel free to read the first part of "Life of Joel"...
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More Please
I hope there is more!
Are you going somewhere with this, or, is it life's thoughts on the fly?
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