TM Challenge: Choose Your Own Adventure.
Today at work was pretty out of the ordinary. Well, I was working after a while off, so that was different. And I was back in a highschool. Also different and, not so strangely, somewhat unpleasant. Even as the janitor you can kind of feel the oppression of youth.
More odd, though, was that I was walking past a window and book whistled past my head. I immediately thought, hmm, Beckett. Waiting for Godot was one of those plays that just made sense to me. And the second hmm was, who is chucking a book at me through an open window. I mean at least it was a short book, not the Buttress of Windsor or anything crazy like that. That would be a serious damage-causer. Poking my head out of the window, I looked out onto the field. Nobody hanging out.
Picking up the book and looking at it, I thought about the mind and body- the division of Vladimir and Estrogan. They fight, they make up, they eat and try to sleep, but most of all they wait for something. The simplicity is kind of awesome, all based around the idea of waiting. It’s kind of church-y in parts, but the idea of subtext like that can get in the way of what’s actually chilling in the text.
I stuck it in my pocket and chocked it up to the mysteries of the world I’m just not going to get. Helmet wearing on the job is definitely a temptation- the next book with a lesson could be Shakespeare’s Collected Works.
Fandom: BtVS
Muse: Danny "Oz" Osbourne
Word Count: 263
More odd, though, was that I was walking past a window and book whistled past my head. I immediately thought, hmm, Beckett. Waiting for Godot was one of those plays that just made sense to me. And the second hmm was, who is chucking a book at me through an open window. I mean at least it was a short book, not the Buttress of Windsor or anything crazy like that. That would be a serious damage-causer. Poking my head out of the window, I looked out onto the field. Nobody hanging out.
Picking up the book and looking at it, I thought about the mind and body- the division of Vladimir and Estrogan. They fight, they make up, they eat and try to sleep, but most of all they wait for something. The simplicity is kind of awesome, all based around the idea of waiting. It’s kind of church-y in parts, but the idea of subtext like that can get in the way of what’s actually chilling in the text.
I stuck it in my pocket and chocked it up to the mysteries of the world I’m just not going to get. Helmet wearing on the job is definitely a temptation- the next book with a lesson could be Shakespeare’s Collected Works.
Fandom: BtVS
Muse: Danny "Oz" Osbourne
Word Count: 263