All Things Aren’t As They Appear

I hope you read this blog post to the very end, you will have a funny surprise. Forgive my long absence. I’ve not felt there was much to laugh about these many months. I feel as if the world has become a Wiley Coyote and Roadrunner cartoon. I see futile attempts at chasing dreams, only to see them blown up, run over by an oncoming train, all the while trying to escape a taunting adversary. And I’m only talking about politics.

Have you noticed lately that in life everything isn’t seeming to be what it appears? In a major town in America this week it was announced they they were banning the American Flag from all their fire trucks. The reason? They feared the red, white, and blue could offend people. Imagine, an American flag! For the sake of political correctness, why doesn’t the town approve a flag with Chucky Cheese on it? After this long political season, aren’t we all used to seeing rats?

I’m envious of individuals with few surprises in life. Consider the port-a-potty cleaners. Everyday they jump out of bed, they jump into their thigh-high fishing boots with the confidence that they are the number 1 employee in the Number 2 business. Imagine starting your day from the premise that it can’t get worse. I could find solace in that.

So what do I mean by things aren’t always as they appear? Consider my original story I wrote sometime ago entitled, “The Almost Love.”

The moment my eyes gazed upon you, I was drawn to you. Petite, your cute little lip, almost begged me to draw mine to yours. I placed my trembling hands around your midsection. I could feel the perspiration upon my palms.

As I drew you closer, I breathed in your essence. I couldn’t believe my fortune in finding you. The dreams I had of you in the wee hours of the morning, only created a hunger that couldn’t be quenched. As I closed my eyes and I drew you close, I smiled as our lips made our first gentle contact. Yet this moment I had savored, when I needed you the most, you fell apart. The cruelest of betrayals had left me heartbroken and you crushed.

How could you not contain what was within you? How could you have ruined this moment? It only confirmed what I had suspected all along….Dixie cups, only Dixie Cups from now on!

About enthusiasmiscontagious

I am an individual who analyzes all facets of life in the hopes of squeezing out some of the humorous parts.
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1 Response to All Things Aren’t As They Appear

  1. greg cordray says:

    good to see you back John ! i was getting a bit worried that something had happened to you and with no phone number I could call you to check up, so drop me a line with your details and I will call you old friend
    cheers greg

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