World Cocoon

i woke up to this new year thing, there were flying cars, and rehydrated pizzas and everything really sucked. yes, i woke up to back to the future II. When i really woke up i just played call of duty black ops for a few hours and smiled to myself, making sure i noticed i was smiling to myself.

When i finally came out of the cocoon, when my stomach merped then gurgled then growled, when i threw jeans on over my pajamas and headed for pizza, i realized that things just get weirder. life just gets more out of control no matter how hard we hold the joystick.

There was a serious new year’s weird on my windsheild in the soul of a bee sitting there, just kind of minding his own business. I don’t like bees, and my first reaction of course was to hit my wipers and drag yellow black lines across the glass. But stopping to take in the situation i realized he shouldnt even be in this cold to begin with. there had just been a blizzard!! but he was that icarus bee; too eager to get out with just that little sense of warm he was ready to take on the world. He woke up early and over new year’s resolved not to sleep as much. This new year the bee would be proactive. I would let him live.

But first i had to check to see if he was alive, didn’t i? I stared. his little bee legs wiggled about, tho he stayed stationary on my window. Was the cold putting him back to sleep? Was he dropping the resolution so soon? Given bee years he was holding strong longer than any of us.

My stomach gurgled and bounced. I drove off.

The bee stayed with me the four minute drive to the pizza place. On my return to the car he was still there but facing a different direction. This is when i realized he was stuck to the glass. Even if he wanted to go back home, he couldnt.

I drove home, watching he wiggle around in a circle. As i pulled up to my house he finally twisted free, and either fell or flew away. Id like to imagine he flew off, telling the bees it was time to play, and of his journey, and how they shouldnt fly in my bedroom window during the summer.

This is the first day of weird, and i suspect there will be 364 more to follow. Please contribute to the 365 days of weird in your own way. i suspect this could be the weirdest year ever.