Waiting For Impact

[the_siobhan]

I stumbled into work today with my shoes untied, my tshirt on backwards and my knapsack flapping open. I did make it on time though, which is better than I manage on most days.

Change is coming again. I can feel the pressure building up in the base of my skull. Whenever this happens I think of a watermelon seed, pressed tighter and tighter between thumb and forefinger, until the surface tension lets go and the seed is spit out into an unknown direction. Usually to thwack some poor slob in the eye.

The things I know can't be learned from books.