My mind... can't my mind.... "can't think... where am... what time... who? errr...." He looks over at the small box with music coming out. All he see is 2:32.... 2:32... 2:32... seems to mean something but he is not quite sure.
"What time does that mean? When do I have to go to work? What do I do? Why can't I concentrate on what this little black box is trying to tell me?" 2:32. Still bemused... still staring... his fiances whispers over to him. Its 2:30.... you got to go.
"Yup... knew that... most definitely... I'm JUST NOT SURE WHAT THE CONTEXT FOR THAT NUMBER IS... ahh... wait. Yes 2:30... I have to leave by 3:00. I work at UPS. This is my beautiful house.... that is my beautiful wife... My name is Jim and my mind doesn't work cause it went to bed about 2 and half hours ago. Noting more nothing less."
Its strange when your mind just doesn't work for just a brief moment that seems like eternity. It was very funny... very surreal... very scary/weird.
For fun....
okay this is more like it....
I love my life... even when its weird....
"get some, get some, get some---go again"
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Jim Nichols
A Speculative Fiction
www.JimNichols4.com
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Ha. Even before I clicked on the video my mind was saying: that image reminds me of Talking Heads. Guess there's something iconic even about the rough, indistinguishable image of David Byrne. Not sure how he achieved that, but he did.
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