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Antsy in Anticipation

23 Nov

I have always felt that “antsy” and “anticipation” go hand in hand.  And before too long, slowly yet surely, anticipation becomes synonymous to ANXIETY.

In which case, I wonder… Why do we even anticipate?

But I do know, it’s easier said than done.  We do not get antsy or anxious because we want to anticipate… Anticipation just happens!

  • Buying gifts for friends and family [Will they like it?  Will they love it?]
  • Dressing up [Is this good enough?  Would I look better in the other dress?]
  • Going to sleep [Will I miss the alarm?  Will I turn off the alarm and forget to get up?]
  • Having a conversation [Will I forget what I’m about to say?]
  • Opening a present [Will I like what’s inside the box?  Will my disappointment unintentionally be reflected on my face?]

 

Knowing whatever will be will be we still anticipate what will be…!


via Daily Prompt: Anticipation

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Eliciting

22 Nov

Yes, I could be the most gullible person you’d ever meet.  Ever the visual person, whenever I hear a story, my mind begins to elicit illicit explicit images, pictures… turning every word into some sort of vision… I zone out often in awe, often in disgust, often in worry, often in anxiety… basically I zone out!!!

Case in Point:

My colleagues, [we’ll call them] Iggy and Andy, were having a conversation at the parking lot.  I happened to be there too.

Iggy:  I’m sorry I don’t have your file.

Andy:  I’m sure I had left it on your table.

Iggy:  But you were there earlier… and you saw it wasn’t there.

Andy: Yeah, it wasn’t there… but errr how did you know I was there earlier?

Iggy:  I saw your footprint…

My mind leaves the scene and begins to elicit this –>

My eyes check Andy’s shoes.  My eyes see Iggy in some sort of a newfound awe… how observant she is… there I was thinking she was just another girl but… no… for her to be so observant… she was no longer ordinary for me… because for her to have taken notice of Andy’s shoes (which I’d have NEVER EVER done)… observer extraordinaire!!!  For her to be so observant to not only notice his shoes but to figure out the footprint as well… that could be what can be rightly called amazeballs (!?!)  I resolved to notice people’s shoes and what footprints the shoes might make…

Andy:  [Looking at me]  She will believe everything we say

Iggy:  [Staring at me] Hey… what kind of creep do you take me for….

We all laughed happily thereafter… THE END.


But, dang me!  How could concrete floors have footprints!!  When will life stop becoming a scene out of a chapter from a whodunit!!!

Gullible gullible dang me…!

via Daily Prompt: Elicit

the Aromatic sense

21 Nov

If I close my left eye, what I usually see is a blur… blurred texts… blurred faces… blurred blurs.  If I close my right eye, I can see things crystal clear.  So, I wear glasses because I have to wear glasses.

My favourite escapade – Music – Earphones – full volume… I have this amazing capacity to zone out… vanish from the “scene”… all I ever needed was my iPod and it worked like magic… The magic however has affected my hearing…

I am not a foodie-foodie if you know what I mean.  I am the kind of a person who eats to live and not the one who lives to eat.  When it comes to food, I can eat everything under the sun if I’m hungry and turn away from the most appealing food when I’m not.

I am not much of a touchy-feely person either…  I can’t tell silk from polyester nor linen from cotton.  I can hardly tell the difference.

And so, I am really only proud of my fifth sense, that of smell!  I always thought that I had the unique capacity to recall memories at the whiff of something aromatic… And then I read the novel Perfume.  I couldn’t believe the words in the novel… the words spoke of  my experience… I got so spooked that I couldn’t read it beyond the first page.  It rang so true that I didn’t want to read any further.  Years later, I did finish reading the novel and by then I had come to realise that there are lots of people out there with the same sort of olfactory experience… and that no NOVEL was yet written about me [sad, this discovery was].

It’s amazing how a certain aroma can bring back memories that have been stored and stowed away for good… finding an old diary and reading the words in it may not bring alive the experience but one sniff of an old perfume bottle does the magic.  This is one reason why whenever I begin a new journey or decide to turn a new leaf in life, the first thing I do is buy a new bottle of perfume.

Every relationship I had has a certain bottle labelled to it.  Every milestone has one bottle dedicated to it.  These near-empty aromatic bottles are my TIME MACHINE!

via Daily Prompt: Aromatic

MAGICs r us

21 Nov

My very first encounter with Magic happened in a Circus and so I’ve always associated magic with –>

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via Photo Challenge: Magic

Daily Prompt: Scorched

20 Nov

I sometimes wish I lived in the Arctic in the dark… just to stay away from the scorcher – SUN.  I would not be exaggerating when I say the sun loves to scorch me… every time!!

Even when it’s a day when the sun’s not expected…. the sky clears… the sun peeps out of nowhere… and I am left scorched…  Sometimes, the sun even sparkles when it’s still raining…  and I am left scorched

p.s. I must confess that I am no VAMPIRE and I wouldn’t sparkle in the sun like Edward Cullens from Twilight… but I do like to avoid the sun… as much as possible (only if the SUN knew!!)

p.p.s. I have to write… I must write… I haven’t posted the last two days… If I keep up with that, I’ll prolly never write… So this is me writing… even when I do not know what I’m writing… I’m scorched beyond a scorcher!!

via Daily Prompt: Scorched

Percolated Quotes

17 Nov

If words could percolate slower than they are supposed to… it may have saved me from putting my foot in my mouth a lot many times than I would wish to admit ever.  Which then reminds me of an unforgettable dialogue from the film RocknRolla

Lenny Cole:  Think, before you drink, before you drive me mad!

And while we’re at it… here’s how the word percolate is used in the film by the character OneTwo!

One Two:  Am I a dancer? Shall we set the record straight? See, my dad was a dancer, and his dad before him. So, finally, it percolates through the old DNA. You’re not joining me?

My mind is too thick for any thoughts to percolate right now… so I’d rather leave it be!

via Daily Prompt: Percolate

Those Darn Tarts

15 Nov

them tart… How do YOU like?

Them apple tarts… I dig them apple tarts.  But I’ve given up on THEM desserts :sniffles:

No no…. the other one.  them Tart… How do you like?

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Oh… T . A . R . T . … Errrr  I prefer AHEM men, thank you.

 

Aaaargh….  How do you like them??  TART???  Or dya want some icing sugar with them apples??

You’ve lost me!

 

Moral:  ask Questions like Yoda… Please don’t.

via Daily Prompt: Tart

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