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| Stuck in this endless cycle of trying to figure out if my mind is escaping me or I am escaping it. The colors are all wrong and the distances seem to be vacillating between near and far. I wake up. -http://roundwon.blogspot.com |
I woke up because the sun was blaring through my windows and my head was pounding as if a bulldozer had slammed me over the head numerous times. I looked to my left and a guy hugging my favorite pillow was soundly asleep. WHO THE FUCK WAS THIS GUY? Instead of being awkward, I woke up him. He startled for a second, then smirked while he said "again?" I laughed and agreed, it's vacation, fuck it.
We laid there after learning each others names and talking about our previous night adventures. Who remembered more was the main part of our story. But then I saw it-- a fly sitting on the wall. A small part of me felt invaded. "Kill the fly," I said to my "stranger" boy.
"By the time I get up it will be gone," He replied.
Just then I realized he was lazy like most of the human race. Too lazy to get up and try. So instead I got up and slowly started walking towards the fly on the wall. I grabbed my sandal on the floor because I had one target on my mind. When I got over to the wall, it was still there. Up pretty high, I realized I would have to jump. Without hesitation I jumped off my feet and swatted it with my sandal. It's guts now replaced what was the fly on the wall. I turned around and looked at the lazy stranger boy and said, "You can go now."
