The Twilight Zone
The Twilight Zone
Behind the door…
Last week I was on the train to work
and a man, a woman my age and a young woman sat next to me.
They were chit chatting about work- which I believe involved insurance- so I tuned them out and dove into my book Gwendy’s Box by Stephen King. I love Stephen King and the dialogue in this book really had a great rhythm to it so I was engrossed and then the young woman got giggly and animated.
In a rah, rah cheerleader voice she said,
” I saw the HR person come into the meeting room and I knew she wasn’t supposed to be at this meeting so I told ( name of person ) who was sitting next to me that either someone died or someone was going to get fired. Well I guessed right, you know that guy that sits behind us ( name of department they work in )? Well . He died. I was right. I mean, I totally nailed it. He died over the weekend.”
She was positively giddy- look at me I am SO smart she announced to everyone sitting around her.
I looked up from my book and I’m not sure what the expression on my face said, but the woman my age looked at me and said ” Oh wow, that’s too bad. I mean that’s really sad news.”
The man in the group tossed out a random factoid ( I suppose he was trying to change the subject or shut her up ) about meetings where people had to take a test, if you provide them with water and snacks they relax because we are wired to feel secure if our basic need for things like food are met.
I wanted to ask if their stress levels changed when you closed the door, but really I did not want to take part in the freak show that was happening right in front and right beside me.
So, I put my book back up to my face and I thought, ” you know Stephen King, I think Little Miss Commuter has at least three of your weirdest characters beat- Trash Can Man from ” The Stand “, the lady who wore Elvis’ shades in ” Needful Things ” and Grady from ” The Shining”
I was relieved when they got off a few more stops down the line and when they did I got up and changed seats.
I guess in that space, on that train I saw humanity hit a new low and I wanted to get as far away from that spot as I could.
Why can’t you be nice
why can’t you smile more
Like a lady should.
I guess it’s because
that part of me
died a long time ago
maybe it was consumed
by something dark inside of me
I was even born.
I’m doing the 2019 Goodreads Challenge and of the 101 books I’ve
said I’m going to read, I’ve got 8 in so far and reading my ninth now.
From my Journal
I spent Seattle’s Snowmageddon ( it doesn’t matter WHERE you live in Washington state, the entire state is called ” Seattle ” in case you haven’t noticed ) reading some great books, I watched a couple of good movies like The Velvet Buzzsaw which was is RESPLENDANT and the BEST horror Film I have seen in over two years:
Besides doing those fun things I ate pizza and burritos and lived in my favorite Halloween fleece pants and sweatshirts because WHY NOT.
I happen to think that wearing Halloween winter wear is fun too.
Did I create snow art to commemorate Seattle’s Snowmageddon?
Did I build artistic, clever and humorous snowmen that ended up on the news and the internet?
I suck at art, but I did take some pictures that I liked but technically they suck too.
Anyway, here they are:
My lavender plant that looked like a severed head.
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I hate Valentines Day.
That is all.
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