Putting things together is something I do all the time
Lets me add all the nuances I think I need
Until I start to subtract by adding too much
So am I good at knowing when that happens? No, but when I do learn it, it will be a huge…
Focused on the end result was what got him through life.
Living moment to moment, always marching toward the end goal of the moment.
And that’s why he sat there in utter shock.
Because his plans had just been shattered into a million pieces.
Blooming into millions of new problems that he had no answers for.
Everything he had meticulously set up.
Reaching for the half-empty whiskey bottle, he took another long pull.
Going to be a long night trying to figure all this out again.
And if that wasn’t crazy enough, he now had people trying to call him day and night.
So that they could be part of it all, part of the rebuild.
That made it worse since he had always had to do it on his own, so their help now seemed disingenuous.
Every day from now on will be even more difficult
Don’t win the lottery. That should have been his first rule.
You all said it couldn’t be done.
Every single one of you bet against me.
And now here we are, 365 days later, and what do you have to say now?
Really? Told you so? I thought you might have a bit more sympathy since I failed so miserably
Overhead the clouds obscured the sun
Putting mute the prism’s ability to split light into colors
That didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the thing
It allowed her to see shapes in mind-bending ways
Causing her to giggle with delight
And when the sun finally did come out…
Light was cleaved into a rainbow, and she got to be a leprechaun. Now where was that gold?
“Don’t you want to test it first?”
“Everybody does that. Where’s the excitement then?”
“Maybe in the fact you know the thing works?”
“Or maybe we wait till the crowd is here and see if it explodes!”
Needing to think, he began to walk
Oblivious to his surroundings, focused on the problem at hand
Only issue was that the lack of focus on location added to the conundrum
Deliberating and musing everything over and over again
Left him standing on the train tracks not noticing the train when he finally solved it
Even as the light faded from his eyes, he smiled knowing how many lashes it would take with a wet…
Couldn’t see flaws in the diamond on her finger
And he looked hard as he held her hand
Reality sometimes was hard to pencil into a narrative that worked for him
But he usually found a way to turn the coal in his stocking into something way more valuable
On this occasion, he turned his smile up to eleven to see if that would strike a shattering blow
Nothing could deviate her attention from her fiancé. The boy, on the other hand…
Couldn’t even think about using plastic.
And bartering would get him thrown out of the joint.
So he took out his wallet and began pulling out fives.
Hoping he had brought enough to make it rain.
Currents in the air made the hairs on her arms stand. She looked up at the figure she knelt in front of
He placed his hands on her head and she felt an electric jolt.
Arise and know that you are now in my service, he said.
Reaching for her sword, he pulled it out of its sheath and sliced open his palm, spilling his blood.
Giving the bloodied blade to her, he finished, “Now go forth and avenge me and my family.”
Everything went white and when the light faded, the woman found herself in the graveyard, alone.
Focusing on slowing her breath, she struggled to keep running. They were getting closer.
Everything was a blur, from the initial attack to her jumping out the window.
And to think she had planned on getting hammered off her ass to forget her problems.
Really though, it was more fun trying to hunt those bastards down. She could almost smell their…
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