"You're in my way." I rapped at the wall which was, to be honest, in my way. I attempted to bribe it with a snickers earlier in the day, trying to coax it out of it's solitary stand, but alas, chocolate was not enough. Chocolate has never been not enough.
I don't know where I was going, or why I felt the need to be in the place where I wasn't going, but by golly, I needed somewhere to go and this stupid wall was keeping my from getting there. I could ax it down, burn it to the ground, or simply paint it. I mulled over my options for a bit. My ideas have never been enough. Just like chocolate, but they fall a bit short. You can't savor and enjoy them as much as you can with chocolate.
I decided that the wall was too much for me to handle so I walked away from it, figuring that there must be someone out there later who would come across this wall and stand victorious against it. That person would never be my. Instead, I dedicate my life to texting wars and wearing bikinis. Heaven knows I shouldn't, but I'm a defiant little brat.
(This has been a product of being really really -really- bored, Heaven help me).
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Haha - love it. Totally existential :)
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