If I were insane...
I would sit in a wheelchair and be pushed around just so I could feed imaginary birds jelly beans...
with bows in my hair.
I would argue with myself because I would only have the best of intentions. And you know where those lead.
I would only sit at the edge of my seat so people would think I was expectant of something, but really it was just because I want to be the first to leave in case of a sinking ship.
(Did you see the Titanic? Hello)
(Did you see the Titanic? Hello)
I would tell people their futures as if I were certain it would come true.
But really, I would just make it up right there on the spot.
I would talk to strangers as if they were old, dear friends I had known for years, and when I say goodbye, I would say, "It was nice meeting you!"
I would wear trench coats in the summer with big dark sunglasses and hide behind newspapers.
I would pay for my groceries using the Euro but ask for my change in US currency.
I would carry a hamster in a ball in my purse. Just because I can.
I would feed it. No worries.
I would order my food in restaurants to be served on separate plates. To be honest I don't know why I don't do this now.
I would wear the same outfit everyday in different shades, from darkest to lightest.
I would never be a cat lady. They make me sneeze -- the cats do that is, not the ladies -- but I should begin to collect something. Maybe toothpicks? Bottle caps? Twisty ties?
Note to self: find something to collect...
I would alphabetize my soups but put my fruit basket in numerical order.
Sadly, I am not insane...
Life is quite ordinary for me. I do not feed imaginary birds. Or anything else peculiar or idiosyncratic. One can only think that sanity is the true insanity.
Life is quite ordinary for me. I do not feed imaginary birds. Or anything else peculiar or idiosyncratic. One can only think that sanity is the true insanity.

i love this so so much.
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