Episode 62

Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith. It has been a long while since I paused and reflected on anything. Or at least that I have shared with you. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t sat in the street and thought deep thoughts, or flown around the world, looked down on Texas and paused and reflected on how the state looks like a loser sign. This day started much like another. They all seem the same to me these days. I woke up. I rolled over and went back to sleep. Suddenly my eyes shot open! I was tired of sleeping, and dreaming of tired. This time when I rolled out of bed I did it with a spring in my step! I was launched up through the ceiling. I was stuck, with my head in the attic and my feet in the attic’s attic. I wiggled my body this way and that way, did you ever see a Lassie go this way or that? I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye as something zoomed past me in a blur of color. Then I felt a strange twitching in my stomach. I looked down and where my folds of fat were folding over the timbers, a small mouse nibbled to set me free. Slowly the mouse nibbled and slowly the timbers grip was loosened. I started to slip out of my crushing perch. Then with a mighty nibble of its small teeth, my friendly mouse bit through the last of the folds of skin. As if in slow motion I slid out of my fat suit and fell to the ground..
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.