Its like I can't move. Like I'm pinned down by the hand of gaea herself. I can feel the wieght all over my body. you would think that the pain would numb by body, but I feel it over every inch of my body responding as if 10 million tiny little hands with 10 million tiny little feathers are tickliing my body. Its exciting,yet terrifying. thats when I see the first one scurrying into my field of vision. An ant, in the twilght I can't make out its color, but I know instinctivly that its not alone. they are what's holding me down. they are my captors,Its like all the ants in the world had desended upon me, and all sense of excitement leaves, me. Its replaced by overwhelming terror, and then a unexplained calm.It never occurs to me to ask how I got here.I am so far beyone that now. This calm is beyond terror, its the calm that hits you when your mind relizes that it is out of options, death is immenient. Godzilla has entered the building, fuck there goes toyko again. In sick facination, I watch it slowly meander down my nose. I marvel at its beauty,its speed, its economy of motion, and idley I think is this how a gunshot victim feels before the bullet hit, does time slow down, do they have the time to appricate the wonder in that moment. Almost as if it sensed some signal that I no longer marvelled at its presence. it stop, they all stop as if they had one mind, and then it bite me, and I could feel the pained being repeated a million times over and then there was only darkness and insane wailing....... that sounded an awful lot like disturbed.
I cracked open my eyes to a room that was still shadowed in twilight, an angry pulsating glow of my alarm clock, and an even angry pounding on the door, but gloriously ant free.
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Ladies and Gents, I am now on the Wal-mart staff. So I can once again afford my candy corn addiction as well as my truck payments. besides that I'm still doing the job search, because as much as I like visiting my family this place. Is like aiming a bazooka at your social life and firing.
Cool Kid Rule #2: It doesn't matter how much of an ass you made of yourself the night before, it only matters how much of it your friends can remember.
I cracked open my eyes to a room that was still shadowed in twilight, an angry pulsating glow of my alarm clock, and an even angry pounding on the door, but gloriously ant free.
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Ladies and Gents, I am now on the Wal-mart staff. So I can once again afford my candy corn addiction as well as my truck payments. besides that I'm still doing the job search, because as much as I like visiting my family this place. Is like aiming a bazooka at your social life and firing.
Cool Kid Rule #2: It doesn't matter how much of an ass you made of yourself the night before, it only matters how much of it your friends can remember.
"Cool Kid Rule #2: It doesn't matter how much of an ass you made of yourself the night before, it only matters how much of it your friends can remember."
Ha ha, true
I love your writing, man. You never cease to leave me sitting with my chin in my hands pondering the meaning of something minuscule... at the moment, ants.
Which Wally World are you working at? I'll come visit