Music from…somewhere…

I sit here and wonder about when I will actually start on my homework.  The cat tries to climb all over me and the keyboard.  It is painful to smile.  When I try the sharp edge of the sucker in my mouth pokes into the soft inner wall of my cheek.  The cat’s purring sounds like a motor bike.  He shakes his head and the bell on his collar rings.  The victim of life long shackles and cages finally freed and now here he sits reveling in the luxuries of being a house cat.  A roll of loose skin graces the part of his tummy right in front of his back legs, from rapid weight loss due to his new experience of exercise.  The cat is white bodied with large orange striped patches and orange striped features.  His eyes glow with an amber light and long white whiskers flow from above his eyes and lips.  He rested his face in my palm and deepened his purr.  He is not the only rescued soul in this house.  Somewhere rests another.  This one of dark browns and blacks, tiger stripes and black patches, with nothing to offer but a warm welcoming and a rattling purr.  It is hard to go to the Humane Society and not come home with a new friend.  You want to rescue them all.  My jaw cramps up.  I have to remove the sticky sucker and change sides.  I wish I had more time.  I’m too busy for my own good.  The bad after taste of sour apple mingles with the half eaten sucker.  I breathe in and gag on the taste of spoiled air.  I have a creative writing class.  He wants us to write a short story.  Mine is unfortunately very short.  Do you all want to read it?  Maybe I will post it here.  It is going to be published any way, so no one could steal it.  But really who cares since it isn’t that good any way.  I wish that I could update more often.  About anything really, just to express how I feel once in awhile.  I have been having a lot of bad days.  Bad headaches and bad moments.  I hate the feel of my mouth after eating a sucker.  The corners of the mouth are sticky and the tongue feels raw, the teeth furry.  Once again the cramping jaws.  I miss the music.  I want every good song I have ever heard on a CD so I can just play it forever.  It would be perfect.  Beautiful music and my lovers company. 

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