I am set, I am told to scream... and I do it with pleasure. I get whacked, sworn at, and I'm most certainly not your best friend when the time comes. Yet you rely on me, because I'm always there, reliable... yet at times; despised. And oh, boy can I scream. Louder than you could… Continue reading Inanimate Musings #2 – I am despised…but I don’t care, for you are weak without me.
Everyone just stares at me. Staring, as if what I have to offer, is so great that they have to stop their daily lives to dedicate time and attention to myself. I don't demand the attention, I just get it. Sometimes I just want to be left alone. They turn me on, and sometimes don.'t… Continue reading Inanimate Musings #1 – A cry for help.