Post by Joey on Apr 26, 2022 17:03:12 GMT -5
When I sleep it is a not so restful sleep. Twisting and turning. Dreams and nightmares always chasing me. And when I finally get some true slumber I wake up way too soon. I am the type of sleeper that once my eyes are open. I cannot close them again. Once I am awake, there is no going back to sleep.
The scene is Redd’s home. He has gotten up already. Its not even 8am. He has on a white tshirt, white shorts, his dark hair is all messy. He puts on some socks and sandles and walks to the living room.
He turns on the tv. 189 channels and nothing worth watching. He goes On Demand and start watching King of the Hill. An underated cartoon comedy. He likes that it takes place in Texas. The characters are well rounded and believable as are the stories.
Although truth be told, he doesn’t know anyone like in the cartoon that love their jobs as much as they do. Take pride in it, look forward to their jobs and all the daily chores each man has to do. They seem to love mowing the lawn, raking leaves, painting homes, and working on any car motors, no matter the owner.
Redd has always been the type to avoid such duties. When he was a kid every weekend, there was something that had to be done, yard work, or if it was too cold outside, then we’d spend the day polishing all the wood furniture. Or folding clothes. A saturday and sunday never passed where we didn’t have to do something. There was always something to do. We weren’t allowed to sleep late. We weren’t allowed to do much.
Now I suppose I should make something to eat. I have never been much of a breakfast person. I don’t particularly like egss. I don’t really like cooking much either. I always make a big mess even with the smallest or simplest of meals. And I hate when it takes me longer to clean the dishes than it did to cook .
I guess I’ll make toast, not much mess involved with that.
After a few minutes we see him spreading butter on his wheat toast.
He grabs a bottle of cranberry juice and goes back and plops back in front of the tv. His mind wanders about all he has to do today. Too much to think about.
“So Harold booked me to face our new World Champion. Congratulations Louis. But lets be honest you wont be holdling that world title very long. Soon someone will come along and beat you. That is not putting you down, just stating a fact.”
He takes a drink of his juice.
“I think Harold wants me to teach you something. But I am no longer a teacher. I am too old and too tired to take on that. I am sorry, perhaps in another life? Besides whatever I might have been able to teach you would of rejected. You are self absorbed. You believe the world revolves around you. You still think you are the center of the universe. And why should I bother to tell you otherwise? Would you listen? I doubt it. I doubt it very much. So why waste my breath.”
He puts his empty dish and bottle in the kitchen.
“Louis you said I was a dinosaur. That may very well be. But I think I am more like a bear. Stuck in hibernation mode. And you are right, its better to let me sleep. But bad news for you. I am awake and I cant go back to sleep. No matter how hard I want to. No matter how hard I want to, or need to. Theres just no going back to sleep for me.”
Redd turns off the tv. He gets up and decides there is no longer putting it off. He has to start his day.
...Fade….to…..darkness…...
The scene is Redd’s home. He has gotten up already. Its not even 8am. He has on a white tshirt, white shorts, his dark hair is all messy. He puts on some socks and sandles and walks to the living room.
He turns on the tv. 189 channels and nothing worth watching. He goes On Demand and start watching King of the Hill. An underated cartoon comedy. He likes that it takes place in Texas. The characters are well rounded and believable as are the stories.
Although truth be told, he doesn’t know anyone like in the cartoon that love their jobs as much as they do. Take pride in it, look forward to their jobs and all the daily chores each man has to do. They seem to love mowing the lawn, raking leaves, painting homes, and working on any car motors, no matter the owner.
Redd has always been the type to avoid such duties. When he was a kid every weekend, there was something that had to be done, yard work, or if it was too cold outside, then we’d spend the day polishing all the wood furniture. Or folding clothes. A saturday and sunday never passed where we didn’t have to do something. There was always something to do. We weren’t allowed to sleep late. We weren’t allowed to do much.
Now I suppose I should make something to eat. I have never been much of a breakfast person. I don’t particularly like egss. I don’t really like cooking much either. I always make a big mess even with the smallest or simplest of meals. And I hate when it takes me longer to clean the dishes than it did to cook .
I guess I’ll make toast, not much mess involved with that.
After a few minutes we see him spreading butter on his wheat toast.
He grabs a bottle of cranberry juice and goes back and plops back in front of the tv. His mind wanders about all he has to do today. Too much to think about.
“So Harold booked me to face our new World Champion. Congratulations Louis. But lets be honest you wont be holdling that world title very long. Soon someone will come along and beat you. That is not putting you down, just stating a fact.”
He takes a drink of his juice.
“I think Harold wants me to teach you something. But I am no longer a teacher. I am too old and too tired to take on that. I am sorry, perhaps in another life? Besides whatever I might have been able to teach you would of rejected. You are self absorbed. You believe the world revolves around you. You still think you are the center of the universe. And why should I bother to tell you otherwise? Would you listen? I doubt it. I doubt it very much. So why waste my breath.”
He puts his empty dish and bottle in the kitchen.
“Louis you said I was a dinosaur. That may very well be. But I think I am more like a bear. Stuck in hibernation mode. And you are right, its better to let me sleep. But bad news for you. I am awake and I cant go back to sleep. No matter how hard I want to. No matter how hard I want to, or need to. Theres just no going back to sleep for me.”
Redd turns off the tv. He gets up and decides there is no longer putting it off. He has to start his day.
...Fade….to…..darkness…...
