he sat on his bed.
cookie in hand
a small trash can near his right foot
almost nothing was going on in his head,
except the anticipation of what was about to tantalize his taste buds.
he salivated as he raised his hand to his mouth and took a bite.
his entire existence could now be summed up
in the reaction between his tongue and the bite of cookie now melting upon it.
beautiful. he tapped his cookie over the trash can
so extra crumbs would not mess up his carpet.
...another bite
then perhaps later in the day
another cookie
Jan 17, 2009
i think i'll get married
The hall was big but the sound of their voices filled it thickly; like pudding. He had to push his way through. They all knew eachother. He knew only himself. He didn't feel safe enough to go up to someone and talk to them. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, i could talk with her. And we could make pudding just like them.
The room was quite small. and cosy. He sat in it, by himself. flipping through TV channels. He wasn't cosy inside. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, we could have a cosy little evening together.
He thought himself to be quite wise. 'But i don't like to impose my ideas on other people. it is an implicit form of control.' He kept from becoming a great teacher. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, we could share ideas and think deep thoughts.
He had many dreams and aspirations, and high standards that he lived his life to. But he was very busy and could not achieve everything. I think i'll get married he thought. if i had a wife we could have kids. and they're gonna be geniuses.
He watched a movie with some love scenes in it. 'Hmm, that seems like a very nice thing to do'. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, we could have sex and wake up in each other's arms.
He didn't like his mother very much. She reminded him of his own weaknesses. 'i want to move out of here.' I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, she would be brave and crazy and she could love me, unlike my mother.
I like to play guitar. but i don't like playing in front of people. It is too showy and vain. i think i'll get married. if i had a wife, i would play to her and she would admire me. i think i'll get married he thought.
My life seems quite gray. i would like some color in it.
The room was quite small. and cosy. He sat in it, by himself. flipping through TV channels. He wasn't cosy inside. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, we could have a cosy little evening together.
He thought himself to be quite wise. 'But i don't like to impose my ideas on other people. it is an implicit form of control.' He kept from becoming a great teacher. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, we could share ideas and think deep thoughts.
He had many dreams and aspirations, and high standards that he lived his life to. But he was very busy and could not achieve everything. I think i'll get married he thought. if i had a wife we could have kids. and they're gonna be geniuses.
He watched a movie with some love scenes in it. 'Hmm, that seems like a very nice thing to do'. I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, we could have sex and wake up in each other's arms.
He didn't like his mother very much. She reminded him of his own weaknesses. 'i want to move out of here.' I think i'll get married he thought. If i had a wife, she would be brave and crazy and she could love me, unlike my mother.
I like to play guitar. but i don't like playing in front of people. It is too showy and vain. i think i'll get married. if i had a wife, i would play to her and she would admire me. i think i'll get married he thought.
My life seems quite gray. i would like some color in it.
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