Sometimes, it’s all you can say

Hi

Has this happened to you? The alarm goes off and you hit the snooze button and sleep far past when you wanted to, find that the clothes which fit you quite well yesterday don’t fit you today and the phone number you needed is nowhere to be found and you KNOW you left it near the phone in your office, and the dog that was well yesterday is not well today and is showing it with a remarkable lack of restraint, and the dust bunnies you took away two days ago are back with a vengeance AND they brought relatives and friends, and somehow, you made the coffee too sweet, and the editing that sounded good yesterday sounds awful today and the doorbell rings but when you answer it no one is there and the article you were dying to read — the one you bought the magazine for — turns out not to be worth the time you spent reading it, and the news is not news at all but infotainment, speculation, reputation management and public relations, and the phone calls you get are from computers and telemarketers and your internet service provider can’t figure out why you can’t get online, and the company you are calling because you need important information does NOT have a SPEAK TO A LIVE HUMAN BEING option and all of this before 10 a.m. in the morning and you SO want to go back to bed, to pull the duvet up over your head and fall asleep so that you can start all over again and maybe dream of falling into those arms, sighing a single word: “Hi”.

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About FS

Toronto, Canada. Writing about slices of life, the moments and minor details of which come into awareness or out of imagination and the spaces inbetween.
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One Response to Sometimes, it’s all you can say

  1. Terrisita says:

    More often than I care to admit.

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