Week 7: How would you like your eggs?

At first it was just a summer/weekend job, a job to save up a few bucks, buy things I wanted but did not need. Then of course the worst happened, here I am, fifty years later, asking people how they like their eggs. Of course the whole college thing didn't go too well, I should of figured that. After doing college the first semester I got out of Highschool, I was tired of having to do school, instead of earn money, so what did I do? "Oh I'll start back at college next semester, take a little break, get some money in my pocket." Little did I know I'd keep saying that for the next twenty years. After twenty years of saying that, I finally figured out, NO, I won't be going back to college, and yes, this is the job I'll be doing for the rest of my life. Let me tell you, once it hits you smack dead in the face, and you know that's what you'll be doing, every single question asked at your job will trip you over the edge. Knowing that was my future, the only thing I would be doing everyday is getting up, and serving little creeps in a diner for the rest of my life. So here I am now, 68 years old, and still going into that diner to work. Of course I was able to retire years back, but do you think my little paycheck I got from there for the past fifty years will let me live my whole life without a money problem? Of course not.

How would you like your eggs?

Week 6: Willy.

WWhen I was a kid I had a big thing for Killer Whales, to this day, I'm still facinated by the animal, but not as much as I was when I was a kid. As a kid I had a stuffed killer whale, I don't remember when I got it, I just remember always looking for it because it was misplaced. I used to carry it around with me like it was a part of my wardrobe. Anywhere I went, it went with me. My fetish with killer whales were so bad back then, that I used to watch the movie "Free Willy" every single day. This is back when DVD's weren't big, so we used the good 'ol VCR. I ended up wearing down the tape so much by watching it, that the VCR ended up gobbling it up, and it was gone for good. So I guess you could say that both, the tape, and the stuff animal were a big part of my childhood, and were the things that kept me entertained. To this day I have the stuffed animal in my closet in a box, although the killer whale now is all shrubby, and the eyes have a tint of yellow, I still think back to when I loved and cherished it.

Week 5: Dear Kiddo

Dear Child of Mine,

There are a lot of things in life that will stop you dead in the middle of the tracks and make you think twice about your decisions, and I wish I could guide you through every single one of them on making the right one. But I cannot, so I will just cover the basics that I think are the most important. Be your own person, never let anyone else change who you are. Remember that what ever decisions you make in life, I'll still love you no matter what. Since I can remember, I always had a fear of one of my children committing suicide, and all I have to say about that is don't. Time will heal everything, you just need to give things time. Your life isn't that bad that you need to end it. I hope you do well in school, and go to college to pursuit to do something great. Enjoy life, don't rush through it, take the time to have fun. I just want you to remember one thing, when we fight, and don't agree, just remember that I love you, and that later down the road you will thank me for it all later. There are so many things I'd like to write to you to tell you about, but I'm afraid I'd write a novel, and you wouldn't want to read it. So I hope this little bit of information will help you later on down the road.

Love,
Your mother

Week 4: Nightmare.

Usually any dream that I have that's good, I wake up not remembering what it was. The ones that I can remember are the ones that usually aren't so good. More like nightmares. I wake up in the morning knowing to the alarm blasting, I remember the dream when my eyes open, but then when I hit the alarm, and take my concentration off what I was dreaming about, it's gone. I've had a few nightmares, that if I could of kept sleeping, I would of changed the way it all went. Like for instance, have you ever fell asleep then went into a dream that you were falling? That's the beginning of the nightmare I have. I wake up, jolting around. Then when I fall back asleep, I'm in hell. Not kidding. While in hell I sit there waiting for Satan to come into the room and tell me what my punishment is for sinning on earth. I know I'm in a dream, so while I'm dreaming I'm attempting to find a way of waking myself up. So in my dream I'm telling myself to move my hand to my face so I can wake myself up by tapping on it. I try to open my eyes but it seems like they're possessed. In the end, I finally get my hand to my face and tap myself so I can wake up. Usually when I wake up from a dream like that I've got scratches all over, like I've been trying to claw myself out of the dream. Then..I don't want to fall back asleep.

So if I was able to CHANGE that from the beginning.
This is what I would have done.

First of all, after the falling thing. It definetely would have changed. I wouldn't be stuck in hell. I think insead of taking place there, I would rather have it be taken place somewhere loud, and fun. Like a club or something like that? In real life, I'm the type of person who's a bit shy when it comes to being out in places with people I don't know. So maybe a good dream for me would to be all around people, and be able to talk to people, and know exactly what to say to keep a conversation flowing. Stupid right? Well my expectations aren't very high. So being somewhere with a lot of people, being able to talk to them without feeling dumb, and having a good time sounds like a dream I wouldn't want to wake up for. Maybe a low expectation is a good thing. You never know if it would come true.