Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Considering other mediums

Do you ever wish there was a sign out sheet for being human? Like the gym when you borrow a towel and sign it out and later sign it back in? I feel like that today. I'd like to sign out of being human and be something else. Now, I know what you're thinking..."look at the other possibilities". I could be a blade of grass waiting for the cool slice of the blade. I could be the fly that you will swat from the office wall at midday. I could be the dolphin that ends up in an un-safe can of tuna. Or the earthworm that gets caught on the asphalt after a rain and left there to parch in the hot afternoon sun. Yes, they've all got negatives. But, sometimes, I just want to step out on being human...and that's absolutely impossible when you look and act human.

If I could step out this evening, I might be a big giant tiger sleeping in a great tree deep in the jungle. Queen of my domain and answering to no one. I'd just sleep and purr and sleep and purr.

I know I"m just tired. But, sometimes being human is such a J O B.

7 comments:

Michael said...

No benefits, either.

k said...

laughing.

fashionaddict said...

There are days I feel like being completely uncivilised - smile at no one, not answering phones, snapping at people if they try to talk to me.

If I could step out, I would a cat. Solitary, swishing my tail, curling in a corner examining my claws.

k said...

Great imagery there, fashion girl!

Obsessive Foodie or Food Addict....You Decide said...

LOL, those are really good examples. YOU ARE GOOD, I would never think of that. If I come back...I would do the cat thang too, lay around, take a poop, eat, get a snack, purr a bit, take a nap, take a nap, move to another room and take a nap....oh look the stairs (I think I will take a nap), eat some more, get a snack, aaaaah an open suitcase in my owners closet.....now there is a nap just waiting to happen....hock a furball on owner's comforter oooooh no, better yet...hock a HUGE furball on the cold tile floor in bathroom so when owner gets up to pee at 2:00 am, owner steps barefoot in hocked furball and slides across bathroom floor twisting ankle....purrrr go back to sleep.

k said...

Oh...the hairball. Yes, that would be a sweet thing to give back. If only the spotted cat or wirey red headed cat would trade spaces with me for a day. That feels really good to imagine.

Marie Louise said...

I hear you! I am sure tomorrow will be better.