That's All it Takes_The Shocking Arrival_Hyper-Delusional Deja-Vu_On the Mound
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That's All it Takes
The year is 2038、 I’m a good student. I get good grades, the teachers love me, I win a lot of competitions.I’m in love with someone I shouldn’t be.She has no idea I even exist. Every day I pass her in the hallway, I try to get her attention and she ignores me. I can’t talk to her in class, because it’s forbidden. I can’t talk to her in the halls because it’s forbidden.I can’t talk to her on the phone because it’s forbidden.I can’t talk to her anywhere because it’s forbidden.My friend tells me I should just givwww.onedoor.cce up on her, move on because there’s no way it could possibly work. She’s an actress,...
The Shocking Arrival
I see the world go by without me. I see each ball of snow drop from the roof of my house. I tilt my head to see the icicles form on my roof. I shiver again. The dripping of the wet snow is one of the most relaxing sounds I have ever heard in my life.Drip! Drop! Drip! Drop!It's the same old people going around and about for the same errands. Mr. Charles is hanging on to his coat for dear life as he is shoveling the snow from his backyard. I continue to stare again from plain sight. I sneak on them like it's nobody's business.I note down what everyone is doing in the neighborhood.AnneMarie is ou...
Hyper-Delusional Deja-Vu
Hyper-Delusional Deja-Vu By Derek HastingsThe first time I experienced the Hyper-Delusional Deja-vu I spent much of my day feeling a particularly persistent restlessness. The kind of restlessness that comes with a profound invasive sense of boredom. Something I have begun to call; the Same-Old, Same-Old disease. I had spent my day like every day before it over the previous same-old, same-old year; wake-up, eat, work, eat, sleep, repeat… That day — it was a late summer evening — taking the garbage cans to the street, I saw myself trundling the can just a few steps ahead of me. There I was, las...
On the Mound
Not one strike.That’s tough.Even one and you could walk out of here with your head held high. But the kind of failure you experienced today is a real chin-dropper. Can’t argue with that.Here’s a hot dog. Extra relish. I would judge you, but we both know an enjoyment of relish indicates sociopathic tendencies.You can be nice to puppies all you want, but slathering relish on a perfectly good wiener means I’ll probably have to have a therapist examine you before you reach adulthood just to make sure you don’t wind up stacking bodies under a porch. Just because you’re a girl, that doesn’t mean you...