outer-jessie's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- unwelcome Where were you before you were here? I was at home, in bed, asleep, many hours ago. Suddenly, from within my dreams, I was awash with the sickening realization that I was not alone in my apartment. That there was someone there near the kitchen doorway, someone lurking. Scared, I turned over in my bed, away from the kitchen. I told myself it was just a nightmare, I was just halfway between sleeping and waking, I was just seeing things where things weren't. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Perhaps a half an hour later, I was slowly becoming conscious of a low, muted symphony in the kitchen. A collection of sounds that seemed to amplify in volume as my ears tuned in. It was there, sure enough, not twenty feet from my body. A chorus of gleeful, frightened, anxious, greedy...squeaks. I crept to out of bed, wrath boiling in my blood. The lightbulb sprang to life with a furious bolt of light, showering photons on the cacophony in the kitchen. I reeled in after them. "What are you doing? What the FUCK do you think you're doing? Get out! Get out! Get off of there! Go away!" I stomped and stamped and shouted and fumed. Little brown bodies flashed into shadows. All was silent. Funny how they'll shriek with satisfaction, but never with fear. I was at a loss. They had been on my kitchen table. They had been in my backpack. They had been in my lunch. They had been in my fruitbowl. Just when I thought I had starved them out of my apartment, they have a fiesta at my expense and don't even invite me. 2:17 p.m. - 2002-02-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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