Clap on! Clap off!

Seriously considering the fact that there is some sort of switch that get's life started. I've watched other's so carelessly flip that switch and I'm left searching for a needle in a haystack. I think my switch is hiding from me. No for real. Like I've offended it somehow by not taking advantage of the opportunity to flip it when and if it appeared itself. Like it was screaming to be flipped, it was trying it's hardest to be the shiniest, prettiest switch ever and I ignored it like a piece of rancid meat. (How I got the analogy of a bad switch to a piece of rotting meat beats me.) Well excuse me for have mistaken you for my light switch!

You know, it would be more appropriate of you Mister Life-Switch to have a "Clap on, Clap off" quality to you... rather than some switch that can easily be mistaken for a light switch, or a garbage disposal switch. *Clap on* Life has commenced. *Clap off* I'm dead and buried in a coffin. See how easy that was? But no, you make me search and search for you, growing more frustrated and more weary at the same time. I'm no patient person Mister Life-Switch, so it would be wise to make it easier for me or when I do find you, you bet I'll be taking a sledge hammer to your switch rather than a simple flick of the finger. Oh yea, I'm coming with a vengeance!

Posted on May 9, 2008 11:59 PM | Permalink
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