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I find the four-letter word profoundly offensive.
I can’t
believe my husband even thought much less said the word in my hearing!
Just…???? Just the ear-buds???!!!
How dares he speak of my precious like that?? The repugnant word
should never ever have been used in
conjunction with my lime-green iPod ear-buds.
For, you see, these are
not some ordinary run-of-the-mill Wal-mart clearance sale ear-buds.
No, sir. Not at all.
These are my very VERY special ear buds.
They are my highway to
sanity ear-buds.
They are my
annoying-noise cancelling direct-line-to-heaven ear-buds.
They are my vending
machine of instantaneous peace and happiness delivered on demand like Netflix in
the midst of the chaos of my life ear buds.
They are my anchor of tranquility
inside the relentless torrent of demands, problems and emergencies filling my
world.
They are my oasis of
calm and joy in the tumultuous sea of life’s depressing realities…
They are my fire-exit, a
sure escape route from the madness around me into a carefully
crafted playlist of songs that make me forg…
I almost choke on the last word because, smack out of the bright-blue sky, suddenly I am struck by a
thought soo outlandish… soo unbelievable…. Way waaaaay too ridonculous to
consider…
I want to shake the
silly thought off… just shake it off…
But for some utterly inexplicable reason, I don’t seem to be able to.
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