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I almost disappeared entirely. The website is gone because I don’t do the stream anymore. All the pictures are achived on zip discs and stored in a suitcase on the wire utility shelf above the closet bar or in the nifty hidden storage space beneath the gray cushions of my new couch.
It would have been so easy, but what draws me back again? The readers? The words? My ego? A need to write and get it out of my head? A strange addiction. To “show for” this life. Then again, what draws me out of my anti-social swings and back into the mainstream? Maybe just the same things in the long run.

Ifrit the Orange has put the crinkly clear plastic that sealed the organic peanut butter into his food dish. The food dish is the main and sometimes final destination of Ifrit’s favorite toys and trash. If I were smaller, I wonder if I would be placed in the food dish, to climb over large and grainy pieces of dark brown kibble, or become like last week’s bouncy ball toy collecting cat hairs strand upon strand in the corner near the couch.

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simro
Aug. 7th, 2006 10:05 pm (UTC)
I sometimes think like that, what something would look like if I were tiny or if a random tiny thing was huge. I'd stay away from that litter box . . .

(btw, I'm glad you're back)
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