WARNING: You are about to enter my mind! If you are prone to motion sickness you might want to reconsider before boarding...
I've fallen asleep on the couch reading a book by Uta Hagen. I am just on the edge of consciousness because I rarely get deep sleep and when I sleep I am easily woken. The sound of a mouse fart will sit me up straight, wide eyed and mind racing. Since the passing of my sweet friend Debbie, my racing mind is kicking up the RPM's. There is no punctuation in my mind. There will be little here.
I shake from my delicate slumber as my Lab is nudging my arm. He needs to go out. What time is it? Only 1:05? I'm not getting up until four! Damn dog! "LA Woman, LA Woman!" You know he only wakes you when he "really" has to go! "LA Woman, LA Woman." She was only 43! Come on guys lets go out! Why her? Make it quick boys! Come on! "Grace stay out of the deep snow! They better not wake up my Squeaky. She's getting up in 3 hours. "Ridin, Ridin..." Hurry up Grace! I wonder if she was in pain. Don't forget their treats. Am I afraid to die? "LA Woman, LA Woman." Grace needs a grooming. Quiet! Quiet! "I did a little dot about an hour ago..." What should I wear to the service? What should I wear when I've died? I wonder if a lot of people will come to my funeral. She was only 43! I'm 45! SHHHH, you guys go back to bed. "ridin, ridin...ridin, ridin. I wonder if death hurts. I have to mail out submissions tomorrow. Grace you have snow all over you! Cooter you're a good girl! What was that feeling in my chest just now? A heart attack! I'm gonna die right here in the kitchen! "which way the wind blows," Lord don't let me die here! Not now! Grandpa was 39 when he died of a grabber. I look just like him. Maybe I'll just wear a sweater and Dockers! "La Woman, LA Woman..." Check your pulse. Just put two fingers up to the side of your throat! No more treats! You guys are done for the night. God I love you! "Ridin, Ridin..." I have got to get more sleep! My pulse seems normal. Wait was that an irregular heartbeat! Man I hate this cold weather! She was so cool. I think I'll be cremated. Those submissions should be sent to the agents by certified mail! "Ridin, Ridin." What if the kids die before me? If I do die Lord let it be quick! Squeaky is gonna be a mess! How will she get through it? The service starts at 3 pm. I will leave the house at 2:45. "Well I did a little dot about an hour ago." I still have a couple hours to sleep. I better put an aspirin on the coffee table in case I do have a heart attack! Aspirin is supposed to help. I remember when we went to the banquet with her! "Ridin, Ridin.." I love her and miss her. I wonder if people will miss me. A sweater is cool! I need to pay my respects, not interview for a job! "woooooooh." Now I think my heart is beating too slow! Check your neck again! "LA Woman, LA Woman. It's only 1:08. Go lay down guys. Grace you are looking pudgy! I should put you guys on a diet! Maybe it's just her long hair. I think I'll be cremated in my Lennon shirt. No the Dylan! If I have a heart attack now, will I still be alive when my wife wakes? I'm gonna take the aspirin now just in case. I gotta get up in a couple hours! "LA Woman, LA Woman..." It's 1:08!
I've fallen asleep on the couch reading a book by Uta Hagen. I am just on the edge of consciousness because I rarely get deep sleep and when I sleep I am easily woken. The sound of a mouse fart will sit me up straight, wide eyed and mind racing. Since the passing of my sweet friend Debbie, my racing mind is kicking up the RPM's. There is no punctuation in my mind. There will be little here.
I shake from my delicate slumber as my Lab is nudging my arm. He needs to go out. What time is it? Only 1:05? I'm not getting up until four! Damn dog! "LA Woman, LA Woman!" You know he only wakes you when he "really" has to go! "LA Woman, LA Woman." She was only 43! Come on guys lets go out! Why her? Make it quick boys! Come on! "Grace stay out of the deep snow! They better not wake up my Squeaky. She's getting up in 3 hours. "Ridin, Ridin..." Hurry up Grace! I wonder if she was in pain. Don't forget their treats. Am I afraid to die? "LA Woman, LA Woman." Grace needs a grooming. Quiet! Quiet! "I did a little dot about an hour ago..." What should I wear to the service? What should I wear when I've died? I wonder if a lot of people will come to my funeral. She was only 43! I'm 45! SHHHH, you guys go back to bed. "ridin, ridin...ridin, ridin. I wonder if death hurts. I have to mail out submissions tomorrow. Grace you have snow all over you! Cooter you're a good girl! What was that feeling in my chest just now? A heart attack! I'm gonna die right here in the kitchen! "which way the wind blows," Lord don't let me die here! Not now! Grandpa was 39 when he died of a grabber. I look just like him. Maybe I'll just wear a sweater and Dockers! "La Woman, LA Woman..." Check your pulse. Just put two fingers up to the side of your throat! No more treats! You guys are done for the night. God I love you! "Ridin, Ridin..." I have got to get more sleep! My pulse seems normal. Wait was that an irregular heartbeat! Man I hate this cold weather! She was so cool. I think I'll be cremated. Those submissions should be sent to the agents by certified mail! "Ridin, Ridin." What if the kids die before me? If I do die Lord let it be quick! Squeaky is gonna be a mess! How will she get through it? The service starts at 3 pm. I will leave the house at 2:45. "Well I did a little dot about an hour ago." I still have a couple hours to sleep. I better put an aspirin on the coffee table in case I do have a heart attack! Aspirin is supposed to help. I remember when we went to the banquet with her! "Ridin, Ridin.." I love her and miss her. I wonder if people will miss me. A sweater is cool! I need to pay my respects, not interview for a job! "woooooooh." Now I think my heart is beating too slow! Check your neck again! "LA Woman, LA Woman. It's only 1:08. Go lay down guys. Grace you are looking pudgy! I should put you guys on a diet! Maybe it's just her long hair. I think I'll be cremated in my Lennon shirt. No the Dylan! If I have a heart attack now, will I still be alive when my wife wakes? I'm gonna take the aspirin now just in case. I gotta get up in a couple hours! "LA Woman, LA Woman..." It's 1:08!
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