So far my day consists of cleaning the walls while the menu music for the Tudors loops in the background a billion times. Who the hell cleans the walls? Freaky Martha types, that's who. The widowed don't generally bother when it's only them rattling around the skeletons of their former happy home. Most of them have kids and purposes anyway.
These surreal moments are constantly occurring now. Today it's this old England castles-n-scandals music playing while I dramatically wipe cobwebs and skin cells off the door frame. Yesterday it was some typical happy 50s music at the supermarket, while I picked out loser bananas that had broken off so they would ripen (rot) at staggered times. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a Weeds episode.
I should definitely be more disturbed that I constantly compare real life to tv shows and my past life in an online game. I was pretty awesome back when I was a male wood elf ranger...
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I am soooooo sorry for your lose.
ReplyDeleteHis Journey's Just Begun
Don't think of him as gone away..
his journey's just begun,
life holds so many facets..
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he may be wishing
that we could know today how
nothing but our sadness can really
pass away.
And think of him as living in the
hearts of those he touched..
for nothing loved is ever lost..
and he was loved so much.
by E. Brenneman
Take care
Jimmy B
Melanoma Missionary