Lucid Waking

Hiya, January!

Originally published on January 01, 2006

A double post today because, not only is it the beginning of the month, but it’s also the beginning of the year! One of the things I’m going to try to do with my posts is not explain them and write a lot less on the top. But if I need to explain a few things, I’m not going to hesitate to tell you up here.

           December placed his cards down face up on the table and reached for the bowl.
            “Read ‘em and weep, little brother,” January said as she grabbed the bowl and emptied it onto her plate. Potato chips, tortilla chips, and onion rings, fell onto her plate before she replaced the empty bowl back in the center of the table.
            “We can’t play anymore; you keep winning and I’m out of chips,” December said as he looked at his plate.
            January smiled. “Alright. Here,” she said as she put some of the chips on her plate back on his. She shuffled the cards and set up a game of solitaire while December got up and turned on the television.
            “Trouble all around, hey sis?” December said turning to face her.
            “I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re talking about,” she said laughing.
            December turned around and faced the television again.
            “You know what I mean,” he said, “a memorial?”
            “It wasn’t a choice of mine, but I feel it’s a gift.”
            “I wish I had your outlook,” December said as he shut off the television and climbed up the stairs.

“Not much between despair and ecstasy”

Hiya, January!