Craigslist

Any day where you have to jump a barbed wire fence within five minutes of waking up is not going to be a good day (especially when you have to hit the other side at a dead sprint… ahem…). It’s a good thing you can always count on Craigslist to cheer you up. Definitely check out the “Free Stuff” and “Rants and Raves” categories for your area.

And, as to be expected, the “Personals” are a great place to browse when you want to put things in perspective. Some posts are hilarious, some a bit sad, and some are just downright freaky. Most flirt right on the edge of desperation. There’s something to be said about people who are willing to post grainy pictures of themselves online in hopes of finding non-creepy companions. Good luck, I say to thee. You’ll need it.

FREE BEES / UNWELCOME GUEST

YOU MUST REMOVE ASAP BEFORE THE WEEKEND!
ONLY FIVE FEET OFF GROUND IN A TREE I HAVE TWO YOUNG KIDS THAT PLAY OUTSIDE. I NEED THEM GONE ASAP CALL NANCY

FREE – Lg. Slab of Concrete

I have a large slab of concrete in my yard that is free for the taking! It is very nice and has no chips. It is new concrete. It measures 3 ft x 3 ft and is several inches thick.
No truck, so you haul. Can’t beat free!!

Anyone else have Apocalyptic dreams last night? (Underground bunker)

I had some really frightening and vivid end of the world kinda dreams last night, they creeped me straight the f*ck out. I’m hoping I’m the only one, but I was curious if anyone else did.

Email me and let me know.

SHORTNSWEET;) – 23

Im pretty outgoing and I love to have fun but I also do all my homework. I love to go out with my friends and shoot pool or go bowling once in a while. I’m a romantic at heart, and enjoy holding hands, sunset walks, candlelit dinners. I also enjoy cuddling on the couch in front of a blazing fire drinking a nice glass of red wine. You: A gentleman who is smart, educated, has a stable life (emotionally, career, etc), seriously single. Also, you are a heterosexual man, do not use drugs, do not smoke, don’t drink or you are social drinker, you are in shape and you take care of yourself. Please reply with your picture if you got one.

Benches: Chapter 1.1 — “Through the Branches”

The harsh bite of winter is in the air. Bare limbs of an ancient oak shudder and creak in the breeze. Looking up, it is almost as if some maddened surgeon scarred the heavens in a delirium of despair and anguish.

Perhaps he felt the need to mar the pristine surface of those smooth nimbostratus clouds, I muse. Gently, I rock beneath the branches, watching the spaces between dark lines on a blank slate form and distort. Ethereal images of lamp posts, corals, and archipelagos flash by, all in the same shade of dull gray. I close my eyes and listen to the few leaves rustling above. Did his scalpel slip from trembling hands? Was he distracted by the distant rumble of thunder? Perhaps he was just having a bad day.

The last few rays of sunlight fall weakly upon my face, doing little more than to remind me that nightfall is swiftly approaching. Does the patient yearn for the cover of darkness to conceal her mutilated perfection? Does she weep silent tears when she realizes that she will never again be whole, not really; that once flawlessness is despoiled it can never be completely restored?  Poor Heavens.

I scold myself at the direction my thoughts have taken me. There is no such thing as perfection. To exist in this world is to be imperfect. I scold myself some more for coming to such a bleak, albeit true conclusion. I tell myself to stop before I spiral uncontrollably into an overly philosophical self debate on the obvious, yet depressing state of my life.

When a voice that is not my own answers back, I realize that I am not alone.

les branches by ~andrea-h on deviantART