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Working Towards the Dream

Thomas Leuthard / Foter.com / CC BY

     

     Sitting behind the glass, apart from the hustle and bustle, deeply engrossed in the intricacies of anatomy, she prepares for her future.  The world passes by oblivious to her dream.

      This post was written for the Trifextra challenge where we are asked for 33 of our own words inspired by the above picture. We are required to give proper attribution to the photographer by providing a link to the photo, not just to Trifecta.  

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Dreams Haiku

I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words 8th – 14th December 2013.

subconscious visions

past shadows revisited

future hopes explored

Quick! Spend One Million Dollars!

      Today in the land of NaBloPoMo they want to know what I would do if I found a million dollars alongside the road and had only till nightfall to spend it.  I can’t even imagine having that kind of money to spend as usually I am the one walking around the grocery store subtracting the prices off a piece of paper of every single item that goes into my shopping cart.  Yeah, I am that lady.  I balance and figure down to the last penny getting as much for my dollar because I have too.  To have that much money would be overwhelming but I can assure you I would waste little time getting busy spending it.

      First and foremost, I would pay off my house in full.  Any outstanding bills would be paid off in full.  My husband would be getting his teeth fixed and back into tip top condition with no excuses and no waiting till tax time. I would then hire some handy men to redo my kitchen.  Goodbye leaky refrigerator that leaves a river from some mysterious source.  It cools the food, so I wipe it up and go on with life usually.  With a million bucks burning a hole in my pocket I would be heading out and buying brand new appliances, not just any appliances, but cherry red appliances.  There would be new kitchen cabinets with tons of nooks and crannies and counter space to put stuff.  I have nowhere to put anything now.  I would make sure to get new wall to wall carpeting and all the walls could do with new vibrant paint that artistically shouts “Hello!  Kathy lives here!!!”    I would enlarge my son’s bedroom.  It is the smallest room in the house and the boy needs more space!    Course, since I am redecorating everything else, might as well go whole hog and make sure the bathroom and bedrooms get a makeover too.  I probably should and would have the septic tank pumped.  I mean hey, the shitter could be full.  Best to get that cleaned out while I have the money to do it, right?

        I would add on to the garage.  I would buy a brand new John Deere tractor for my husband with all the bells and whistles.  You know leaf sucker uppers, plow, enclosures, whatever comes with tractors. Of course we would each require a brand new vehicle...an SUV for me and a bad ass truck for my husband.   I would get a bigger swimming pool on the way complete with patio furniture to surround it for lazy summer days. 

     Each kid would have their own computer and printer.  Each kid would have their own smart phone.  Each kid would be assured of one hell of a Christmas.  For that matter, I would make sure my husband and I had a good Christmas by loading a big chunk on 4 individual gift cards for each person to spend as they wish.  If they needed clothes I would be buying them.  New shoes, new snow boots, you name it.  I would shop till I dropped.

     I would book trips to faraway places.  Can you say vacation?  I would make sure I had accommodations and airfare to everywhere I ever wanted to go and see.  London, Paris, Disney World, you name it and I would have it booked and be going there and seeing it.  I would be buying the best seats in the house to see my favorite bands and season tickets to see Notre Dame football up close and personal.

      Of course, last but not least while I had my hot little hands on such a big pile of doh- rey- me I would have to pay for a final resting place for myself, my husband, and kids.  I would put money in trust for my kids futures.  I would stock a freezer with plenty of meat and the refrigerator with plenty of food.  I would pay off any outstanding bills I had and set up trusts or accounts to draw from at a later date if any health issues arose whether it be a pimple on the ass to the big horrifying cancer or other mysterious diseases that come along and make a person writhe in pain and misery.  That way when the sun sets, I would be exhausted but I would could live the rest of my life with no worries letting each day unfold and play out.  Hakuna Matata!

Every Once in a While

      You are here with me, holding my hand, looking into my eyes smiling, loving me as only you can.   Insistent buzzing rips you from my grasp.  With a groan I roll over and quiet the alarm.  Desperately I close my eyes struggling to bring you back to me. 

       A full year since the accident and you still inhabit my every thought and dreams.  Fully awake now, sadness engulfs my heart.  Wishful thinking won’t bring you back.  Every once in a while I can almost smell the unforgettable fragrance of your perfume. Despite the cruel hand of fate, you linger still.

Food for the Soul

Where would we be without the spiritual food that feeds our very souls?

Without faith in God, we would be lost.  

Without kind words, thoughtful gestures, a big hug or a smile life would be one long period of darkness and the certain demise of the soul.

The best medicine for a grieving soul is laughter.  

Without dreams and experience, how would our souls learn to soar? 

Without music, how would our souls learn to sing and dance?  

Without words to read and the power of observation, how would our souls learn and grow? 

The greatest of these is love.

What if…

What if everyone had enough money to get what they needed or wanted?

What if there really were unicorns magically prancing about pooping rainbows?

What if what went around didn’t take so long to come around?

What if there was more laughter in the world and a little less sadness?

What if you really could stop the world and let the assholes off?

What if everyone really got to fulfill their dreams and do the job they went to school for instead of settling for a poor substitute?

What if gas prices stayed at a dollar a gallon? Or even two dollars a gallon?

What if people learned to mind their own business and let people live their lives and allow fate take its course?

What if life was all sunshine and lollipops?

What if the song “Don’t Worry, Be Happy!” could be the theme of the day?

What if nice guys finished first instead of last?

What if you didn’t have to choose whether to go to the doctor or hospital because it was free?

What if you only had to imagine it and dream it and whatever it was would become reality?

If only….wouldn’t life be grand?

Dreams or Reality? - BFF 246

The following is a fictional story I wrote in response of the BFF photo prompt for this week.  I hope you enjoy it.

     Diana awoke to find herself in the middle of a long hallway.  The floors were tiled in white and black.  She stood up, grabbed her best friend Bear, and made her way along it.  It seemed to stretch on forever.  The end of the hallway glowed with an inviting light.  She knew instinctively that she needed to find out what was at the end of the long hall.   She had no clue where she would end up but she was dying to find out.  In her excitement, she broke into a run.  Finally she came to the end where two doors stood side by side.

      How curious she thought.  Each door had a sign.  One was labeled “Dreams” and the other “Reality”.  A clock hung on the wall in between ticking in time with her heart beat.  She puzzled over which door to choose.  Certainly she could visit both, right?  If she visited both she could decide which world she preferred.  The question was which would she visit first and where would she decide to remain.  What did she dream her life to be?  She wished to be blissfully happy of course and married to none other than Prince Charming living in a big fairytale castle far, far away but what else did she dream?  Would she dream to be a famous movie star, talented artist, or a skilled surgeon?  In her dreams would she be filthy rich?  Certainly all those dreams would be preferable to what reality would hold in store for her.  Reality was an unknown and while it could hold happiness, it could also hold despair.  There would be no guarantees if she chose reality.  She started for the door of dreams, but a nagging sensation held her back.  Again she contemplated both doors.  What if her dreams took on a horrific twist and resembled a nightmare more than the happily ever after she had envisioned?  What if she went through the door of dreams and found herself in a twisted world where nothing made sense, much as Alice did when she fell down the rabbit hole.

 

      Diana moved closer to reality.  What did she really want in life?  Did she want the perfect fairy tale?  Well of course!  Everyone did!  Confused she stepped closer to the land of dreams only to be stopped by misgivings once again.  Did she really want to throw herself into a world where nothing ever made sense and things were never as they seemed?  Did she want to take the chance that what lied behind the door of dreams was the culmination of wishes and happiness instead of confusion and terror?

 

       Her mind made up she purposefully took the path to reality.  She chose to live her life as it came, enjoying each day and counting her blessings in each one instead of living with her head in the pink, fluffy clouds of dreamland.  She chose to accept that life wouldn’t be perfect; but that she would develop strength, courage, and wisdom the longer she remained in reality.  At least in reality, everything would eventually make sense  if only in hindsight.  The door of dreams beckoned like a forbidden fruit dangling enticingly in front of her.  No, she would not take it.  Look what happened to Adam and Eve when they ate the forbidden fruit!!   She would follow destiny’s path and learn the lessons in life she was meant to.  There was also that feeling of foreboding that overwhelmed her whenever she stepped closer to the land of dreams that scared her into believing that whichever door she chose was a final choice.  She feared she would never be able to return to the hall of decision once she crossed the threshold of either door.  The clock between the two doors chimed.

        She knew instinctively that her time to choose was running out.  A chill of terror crept up her spine as she raced for the door of reality, flung the door open and rushed inside.  The door slammed shut behind her and soon she was falling.  She landed in a heap in her very own bed drenched in sweat.  The overhead light illuminated as her mother rushed in and quickly gathered her in her arms.

 
    “Diana, are you all right?  You were crying out in your sleep!  Shhh, Mommy‘s here.  It was just a dream!” she said as she held Diana close and smoothed the curls on her sweaty brow.  Diana burrowed into the loving embrace of her Mother relieved she had chosen the door that led her home.