Short Stories

Inside my head…

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The Event:
My phone lights up, vibrates, pings, dings — notifications galore!


 

Me:
Who are these people and what do they want?

My brain:
Well, don’t you have a blog?
They are your followers.

Me:
Followers?
Why are people following me around?
That’s a little creepy!

My brain:
Well isn’t that the whole point of a blog?
They follow you so they keep track regularly of what you have to say.

Me:
Why in the world would anyone want to know what I said? Words just falls out of my head and my fingers catch them and place them nicely into sentences n stuff!

My brain:
Sentences n stuff? Yeah, well, when you put it like that I really can’t see why anyone would follow you around, they’ll be tripping over a mess all the time!

Me:
Exactly!
Wait.
What?
Did you just insult me?

My brain:
Well I thought you wouldn’t notice with all the words falling out of your head n stuff!

Me:
Thanks! You sure are a piece of work!

My brain:
Gee, thanks! A work of art is what I like to call myself. How nice of you to notice!

Me:
Seriously? Don’t you have somewhere to go? Why don’t you go be ‘Wonky’ or something?

My brain:
Ouch, that hurts!
Here I am being alert and interactive for a change and you’re wishing I was ‘wonky’?
Hmm, I bet the next time when I AM being ‘wonky’ you’d be wishing I was alert. There’s no pleasing you!

Me:
Well I like alert and I like productive but the insults and sarcasm are a bit much.

My brain:
Alright, alright, I’m sorry. Guess I’m just in a fiesty mood today. Forgive me?

Me:
Sure…
I apologize for wishing ‘wonkyness’ upon you and you can stay, but can you tone down the sarcasm?

My brain:
Yep. Done.

Me:
So nice to be on good terms with you. Now back to the blog… Do people really like reading my stuff?

My brain:
Of course, you’re a freaking genius! Why else would they be following you around?

Me:
Gee, thanks!
Wait.
A genius?
Is that more sarcasm?

My brain:
Umm, I’m feeling a bit ‘wonky’ right now, what were we talking about again?

Me:
Yeah right,  how convenient! (sigh)
Never mind…

 


Contents written: August 3 2016 | Originally published: August 8 2016 | Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry

When humor hurts…

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The ripe sarcasm
Of your words, said in jest,
Cut deep under my skin,
But are never accompanied 
By any soothing nuances
To let me know
You have a soul
Under your exterior of humor.

Laughter, they say,
Is good medicine
For the soul.
But it seems
You laugh to hide
Your inability to show love.

Perhaps you show love
In a way I cannot comprehend.
Perhaps I don’t recognize it
Because it’s not
The kind of love I need.

How sad,
That after all this time
You don’t understand me at all.
How frustrating
That I can’t discuss this with you
Without starting a fight.

I don’t want to fight,
I don’t want to hurt you.
I rather spend
The remainder of your days
Creating happy memories
For you are the only one left.

But, how gut-wrenching,
That there will always be
An underlying sense of insincerity,
For there is no humor
To ever compensate
For love not felt
From one’s own mother.

 


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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: October 3 2016
Originally published: October 4 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Uncategorized

Why are you winking at me???

My eye has been twitching annoyingly for the past few days. This happens occasionally to all of us,  I assume, so I’m not too concerned since it will go away eventually. But that doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s a bit of a bother!

Years ago, while out on assignment,  I mentioned this to a client as I was working which went something like this:

Me:
My eye has been twitching for days.  It’s so annoying.  I wonder what it means?

Client:
Why are you telling me this?

Me:
No particular reason,  just conversation…

Client:
Oh!

Cold.
Sarcastic.
Deafening.
Silence.

What a pleasant breath of fresh air he was! His parents must be really proud!!! Thank goodness I had mentioned my twitch, for he might have asked,

Why are you winking at me?

How horrifying would that have been? Needless to say, Mr Charming wasn’t a client for very long,  since his wonderful personality continued to blossom in ways I could no longer tolerate. On all accounts I was allergic and had to get away.

I make it a point to surround myself with positive energy so the minute I wake up and not want to go to work because of someone else’s presence ruining my vibe I know it’s time for me to move on. So,  now that my eye is twitching again like crazy,  I wonder what that means? Hmm… ☺

Funny how little events can trigger memories from decades ago. The mind certainly is an amazing tool! And all you Seinfeld fans out there, do you remember the famous episode dedicated to the ‘eye-twitch’? Here’s a little bit:

But seriously, had Google been around 15 years ago, in all its omniscience and omnipresence as it is today, I would have simply inquired there instead of out loud to myself and Mr Wonderful. But I know better now, and at first glance, here’s what Google had to say:

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Immediately, STRESS and FATIGUE caught my attention as those are two very huge problems for me right now. Upon further investigation at http://www.allaboutvision.com I discovered the following:

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Caffeine and Nutritional imbalances too? Hmm, my caffeine intake has been consistent, 3 cups a day is my normal routine. Without it there’s no way I can pull off the intense schedule I have to keep every day (up at 4:30am in bed by midnight).

As for my nutrition, I recently logged my meals via the Samsung S Health app just to see if my diet was sufficient since I’ve added gym workouts to my schedule. After a week the summary revealed simple carbs, fat and sugar needed to be reduced while more protein, complex carbs and water needed to be added. I’m also taking a multivitamin and herbal supplements, athough, I’m not sure if my magnesium intake is sufficient as the article further explained, I’ll have to check.

Furthermore, I rarely drink alcohol, my eyes, thankfully, don’t feel strained, dry or affected by allergies, so it seems all roads point back to TIREDNESS and STRESS. Thanks Google!

Perhaps I should go open that bottle of wine I got for Christmas, put on some soothing music, light some candles, soak in the tub and have me a nice, relaxing day. I was saving it for a special occasion, but hey, why wait?

[Sound of record screeching to a full stop…]

Unfortunately, I’m trekking to work as I write this piece and alas, duty calls… An 8hr shift awaits! Thank goodness it’s Friday. Anyone wanna babysit this weekend? 😀


Contents written: January 21 2016 | ©2016 Moylom Enterprises