Around the World_Daphne_Theater blues_Losing my Grip for Good
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Around the World
Upon crossing the threshold, I let the bag fall off my shoulder as I squirmed out of my worn-out leather boots and green winter jacket. Of course, such torturous, unalluring stripping was only to be finished with a gentle, yet dramatic toss of the coat onto the chair in the corner. There was no need for etiquette, only a repeated internal joke was an acceptable greeting at this point: “Hakuna!” I yelled from the corridor. “Matata!”⓵ – followed a response from the illuminated kitchen. With that, the phrase was complete.I stumbled through the living room, following this light. It led me towards ...
Daphne
Grow up, she said in her letter. Her words cut deep and upset me. I thought she was my best, my one and only friend. I thought she was the person I could turn to when I needed someone.There was nobody at work I could talk to or even wanted to talk to. Granny, Auntie, Uncle and Cousin Bob who I was living with at the time were not the conversational type and so I could not turn to them either.I felt lost www.onedoor.ccand alone.I wrote to Daphne and told her I felt like a bird with a broken wing. In my mind, I imagined a Blackbird with one wing dangling limply by its side. That's how I felt.When I was younge...
Theater blues
“Well that was dramatic!” But then Maureen always was a drama queen. I don’t know why she’s acting this way. She didn’t even want the part. Or did she? It was that time of year again. The time of year when the school put on their annual play. This year they were doing Romeo and Juliet. Mrs. Rollins , who is the head of the drama department had just posted the date and times for auditions on the hallway wall next to her office. “Are you going to audition this year?” I asked Maureen. “I don’t know. I was thinking of trying out for Juliet . but that play can be so boring. “Boring? What is bor...
Losing my Grip for Good
[Note: MINUS/PLUS is from the perspective of “PRESENT DAY”]~~~~ ~~~~MINUS 6 MONTHS | London, UK:Harry wakes up one morning, with a throbbing headache (which he’s been having on and off for around 4 years), with a gut feeling that he’s not really himself. It’s almost as if his entire personality has changed; some totally different character that he doesn’t recognize that was now in-control of him, becoming his de-facto dominant persona.He simply couldn’t explain this feeling. It wasn’t anything logical. It wasn’t as if his Life was in a dark place right now; things were actually going well. It ...