Posts Tagged: One Minute Writer
If The Walls Could Talk
I was hand crafted in an old man’s wood shop and I’ve been with this family for over thirteen years. I’ve always stayed next to a wall. I’ve always heard stories the wall, of any particular house, tells. The stories have one common thread. Togetherness.
All That and the [Bathroom] Sink
Bathrooms are more than just for, you know, taking care of business. Other “forms” of business are taken care of in there. I know that I’ve had all sorts of different types of “encounters” in the bathroom. Too many to go into detail about each and every one.
Butt (hardy-har-har)…
I do remember this one party, that Michael and I attended, for the then-girlfriend of my cousin Mike. There were all sorts of spirits involved. There was a bathroom sink involved. There was knocking involved. Things were definitely upside down. I guess you had to be there to understand.
While this memory is vivid and insanely interesting, it is just that…a memory!
(One that I won’t soon forget.)
These days, though, the bathroom serves as my mini-escape. That is unless a certain little person weasels his way in when I seeking ten minutes of solitude. Then it becomes a game of see how many things I can take out from under the sink before Mama goes crazy. Oh, and if I’m having a conversation with someone that lasts more than ten minutes, [they] can be guaranteed that I’m “my office.” The echo probably gives it away.
Inspired by: One Minute Writer and Self Portrait Challenge
Promts: Party and Upside Down
