In such concentration he stares at the dryer window. Perplexed by its constant rotation, mesmerized by the chaos within. As if he were looking out a porthole into a storm of whirling sea. I can not help but wonder the source of his fascination. What could possibly occupy his mind to justify such focused attention? Did the spinning laundry reflect an imbalance in his life? Did the vortex of garments encapsulate some state of disarray in his mind? Did the twist and turn of clothing harbor some havoc that he found deeply meaningful? Had he lost his equilibrium and become paralyzed by the revolution of fabric? Has he found himself beginning to unravel, spinning...losing his grip on his very sanity?
Or, more likely, is he just Easily entertained?
I suppose I am as well. You should have seen this guy. Starring into the dryer window with absolute fixation. It was like he was trying to dry the clothes with his mind. I watched him for half an hour and I don't think he ever even blinked. That guy is on a whole new level of strange.
- Chase Savant
- I am a little unhindged. Slightly out of Orbit. I have the blessing and curse of being born with a rare vision, I see the world a little differently than everyone else. I am inspired to share this with everyone I meet. Its more than likely the facet of my character that you will enjoy the most. I write nonstop about my adventures and I truly hope you enjoy them. I want SO badly to be a writer. a writer of any kind. its my primary passion....I couple the love I have for the outdoors with my tangent thought writing and it usually comes out entertaining. My friends have asked me to post Blogs so they can go with me on my journey through life. I have decided to do just that. So come with me....lets see where this takes us.
He was thinking about the one that got away...........and how she could be doing his laundry.
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