Semi-Daily Scribbles

Previously…

Another bazaar season has blown in from the north for Miss Darla T. Varney. She spins her craft throughout the year to delight passersby down at the old Prairie View Drive-In Swap Meet. She attaches a price to all her creations; a sum too steep to pay according to Ort. Boothby is decked out in garlands and bows. He knows the stories of all the souls that roam the aisles of forgotten treasure. Darla wears a red vest she crocheted a decade ago that has deep pockets that serve as her till. The sound of change jingles in the peppermint-scented air. Let's now listen in on the ruminations of a lady waiting to offload her wares:

I keep showing up. Isn't that what a human's supposed to do? And the Universe deals with the details? I'm waiting, Angels. My failure is not having a plan. And what do I do? I am an enabler of The Almighty Abernathy. That creature is my ruin. My ingenuity is where I'll find salvation, not in forcing my will on others. The vibe is definitely different now than it was six months ago. I'm happier in a blissed-out, upside down way, although I don't know why or how exactly this more peaceful feeling came about. Am I fulfilling my purpose? The stars don't lie, they only intensify. If I'm waiting out a delay, I better make good use of this time. CREATE! The signs I keep seeing everywhere tell a narrative of strife and redemption. I can use this handful of words to write columns and volumes. That sounds like a good project. Billboards contain the language of The Guides. Heed the messages because YOU can't go wrong. MY OPINIONS FREE OF CHARGE! My work also tells a story. A story about doubt and worthiness. Of the past being more vibrant and alive than the right here and right now. The present moment is fine. Maybe that's all anything/anyone can be. A Life of Littleness is the best a man can get. I've definitely let go of some stress and tension. I think because I've attempted to reset my brain, the bloat is subsiding. I can't stress out over this comical holiday circus. Take the money and run. I do, however, feel more in the saddle than I have in three years. That, I'd have to say, is progress. A long time comin' … Oohh! A customer!