|Current Residence: Greater Toronto Area|
HighwaySo I was on the highway of invisible cars. It’s just another regular highway, made of concrete and stone, with weary and impatient drivers rushing down the road to their numbered exits. The only difference is that their cars are invisible. Instead, you see the passengers sitting on a ribbon the length of their car, with distinctive features that tell you of the owner as much as their cars would.Highway by silentruth
There was an old woman, traveling at snail’s pace. Her ribbon was old and worn, stained with moss and dirt. She has been on the highway for a long time, probably before it was even built, and will still be there, long after the highway is gone. Her car crawled on the slow lane, perfectly satisfied with where she was without ceasing to move forward. I pulled up next to her, careful to be patient and respectful.
“I need to speak with your daughter, ma’am.” I requested.
“Then you must find her." She replies. "I am done speaking with you.”
There was no use
The Great Gingerbread MassacreI woke up with my tounge feeling fat and dry in my mouth--the kind of feeling you get when your leg falls asleep. I'm pulled out of a deep slumber gasping for water like I've been dreaming in a desert for days.The Great Gingerbread Massacre by ChaseManhattan27
Rolling out of bed I couldn't even make it upstairs to get a glass of water out of the kitchen. I ran into the bathroom and threw my head into the sink and gulped hard water out of the sink for a minute straight, easily. I pulled out with a gasp and stood there for a second and wiped the water from my face. Upstairs I can hear Rod Stewart or someone like that crooning Christmas carols. My parents are obviously awake, probably having mimosas or something.
I walked up the stairs and sit at the bar and watch my mother finishing here specialty spinach dip--the kinds I always pick the water chestnuts out of. I suddenly realized that I was starving. And still thirsty. Perhaps I had been in a coma for a while and everyone failed to notice, let alone pu