Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Get out the buckets and sponges


You patient people don’t understand we impatient people.  You don’t get it.  And we impatient people don’t have the time or the patience to explain just how awful and agonizing it is, to be us.
Actual physical pain is involved.  Neck tightening, muscle twitching, teeth clenching, gut wrenching, eye stabbing, especially behind the left eye, nerve clawing pains that cause twisting, trembling, mind numbing, jump out of our skin, be anywhere but where we are, agony.
You patient people don’t get that our minds and bodies feel like they’re in outer space being sucked apart by the lack of gravity.  We try to keep it together but in the end, we know, for certain, we’re going to explode, outward, in equal, evenly spaced molecules, that will splatter our minds and bodies over every square inch of whatever room we’re in, and the cleanup is going to be horrendous.  Really, you don’t get it.
And yes, we know you do it better.  Big deal.

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