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“I’m starving.”


“Okay. Let’s go grab a bite. What are you hungry for?”


“I don’t know and quite frankly, I don’t care what I eat.”


“Oh! We can go to that the new pizza place in town.”


“Italian? I ate spaghetti for lunch.”


“Alright. How about we get some Mexican?”


“Nope. Tacos give me gaa..they don’t sit well with me.”


“Seafood?”


“I love shrimp, but…no.”


“Burgers?”


“I’m staying off beef this week.”


“Cake?”


“I’m more of a pie person.”


“Pie?”


“That doesn’t sound good.”


“Then, what?! What do you want to eat?!?”


“I said I don’t care.”


 

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“So, how was it?”


“It’s therapy. How good could it be?”


“Do you feel better?”


“I feel…..different.”


“Really?”


“No! It was my first session. What do you want me to say? Oh gee, I wish I had been in therapy years ago.”


“Well, do you like it or don’t you?”


“I don’t know.”


“Will you go, again?”


“Maybe. Probably not. It’s weird for me to talk about my personal life so openly with a complete stranger.”


“I think you should have another session before you make up your mind.”


“Why?”


“Therapy could be really good for you; it’s helped a lot of people.”


“You know who says that? Therapists. People who profit from your pain.”


“Don’t you want to work on fixing your issues?”


“Sure.”


“Then, meeting with a shrink on a weekly basis is the way to go!”


“Hold on. You’ve got as many problems, if not more, as I do. If you’re so pro-therapy, why aren’t you unloading your problems on a therapist every week?”


“Because…I have you.”

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“Hey! I saw that!”


“What?”


“You just hit my car!”


“No, I didn’t. I was merely backing up.”


“I saw your car drive forward right into the front of my car! What? Were you just going to hit and run off?”


“No, I wouldn’t do that.”


“Get out and see what you did!”


“……I…don’t see anything.”


“Look! Right there! There’s a huge dent!”


“Oh…you mean that tiny scratch? That was there already.”


“Scratch?! That SCRATCH has depth! A scratch with depth is a DENT! And it wasn’t there already. You DENTED my car! You’re paying for this!”


“Why should I have to pay? Your car shouldn’t have been there in the first place.”


“Where? In a parking space?!”


“Your bumper is clearly over the white line.”


“Yeah, like by two inches! That doesn’t give you the right to lunge for my car!”


“Jeez…it was an accident.”


“An accident your insurance company will cover!”


“Can’t. I couldn’t afford the auto insurance payments.”


“Well, then the money will come from you! Give me your address, so I can send you the bill!”


“Don’t have one. I got kicked outta my place last week.”


“I’m…sorry to hear that…Hey! Where do you think you’re going?...You still owe me for this dent!”


“Here’s twenty bucks for your scratch. That’s all I’ve got.”


“Stop!…Ouch!…You just ran over my foot! Come back here!…What are you looking at? That fool tried to run me over! Stop that madman!”


 

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“I have to tell you a funny story that happened at work the other day.”


“What happened?”


“I showed up ten minutes late for work on Tuesday. And my boss said, ‘Welcome back from your vacation.’ Then, I said, ‘No, I wasn’t on vacation. I simply overslept. My vacation isn’t ‘til next week.’ Isn’t that funny?”


“Umm…how’s that funny?”


“You’re kidding, right?”


“I don’t get it.”


“My boss was turning my tardiness into my being on vacation. But I wasn’t on vacation then. I will be, though. Next week.”


“That’s not funny.”


“You’re missing the funny part of the story.”


“There’s no funny part to miss. And it’s hardly a story.”


“What do you mean?”


“A story contains a beginning, a middle, and an end. Right? Yours doesn’t have any of those things. So just because something occurs in your life and you tell another person about it, that doesn’t make it a story. It’s an event.”


“Story? Event? It doesn’t matter what you call it; it’s still funny.”


“No, it isn’t.”


“My boss was joking when he brought up the vacation. It’s what people say when you don’t show up for something or when you’re late. But my actual vacation is coming up. Next week.”


“Then, it’s ironic.”


“Exactly! Ironic. That’s what I meant by funny. What? Did you think I meant ha-ha funny?”

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“Have you noticed that most people have stopped saying ‘Thank you’ when you hold the door open for them?”


“I guess people are too busy nowadays. They’re always on the move. Preoccupied with whatever’s going on in their own lives.”


“Thank you -- two words that don’t even take up two seconds. It’s ridiculous! Would it hurt for people to be more courteous? I make the effort of holding the door. The least they can do is say ‘Thank you.’”


“It’s hard to acknowledge a stranger’s good deed when one’s face is glued to his or her digital thingamajig.”


“Then, I have a solution. I’m going to stop holding doors for folks I don’t know.”


“They have arms! They can start opening doors themselves!”


“Or I’ll slam the door right in their faces…Yeah, that should get their attention.”


“They won’t know what hit them!”


“Or, better yet, I’ll stand in front of the door until they open it for me.”


“Let them be the doormen of the world!”


“Or…Or…Or…I could just not let these people’s impoliteness compromise my well-mannered nature and continue holding doors for people whether they’re thankful or not.”


“That works, too.”

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“May I help you?”


“No, you can’t.”


“I’m sure I can offer some assistance.”


“Look, pal. I just walked into this store. Alright? Gimme a break.”


“I’d be more than happy to help you.”


“I want to look for my DVD on my own first. Okay?”


“Oh, so you want a DVD? If you tell me what movie you’re looking for, I could help you find it faster.”


“Every movie in this store is categorized and then alphabetized. You don’t think I can figure how to find it on my own?”


“I’m sure you can. I just thought…”


“…What? That I’m some idiot and I can’t walk through an aisle and locate a specific item by myself?”


“That’s not it at all. I was only being polite.” 


“Don’t bug me while I’m shopping. Even if I can’t find the movie, I’m not going to ask for your help. You know why? Because I know you. I know your type. You’re just going to walk me over to the exact area I was searching and discover that I couldn’t find it only because it’s not on display. And then do you know what will happen? You’re going to walk me over to the same customer kiosk that I did. Type in the same title that I did. Then, you’ll tell me this store doesn’t carry it. That’s it. Search over. You won’t check the back of the store. Noooooo, because that would be actually helpful. That’s an area I can’t personally look through. My only option, you’ll say, is that my item is available online. Then, you’ll try to convince me to order through the kiosk and have it shipped to the store. But I won’t. I don’t shop online. If I did, do you really think I’d be wasting gas on a trip to the store to look for it first? Trust me. I wouldn’t. Got it? Good. I’m glad we have an understanding.”


“Y’know, most people say they’re ‘just looking.’”

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We all grow out of the ordinary
And come to be extraordinary.


 


Mushroom plot (tiny Illustration) By: CaptClare (which I can't seem to REsource)

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Always willing to trade in reality for adventure, she’s a verified lionhearted reader.

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Our fingers interlock each other’s so perfectly.


 


We must be hand mates.

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Behind every great fungi, there’s a great fun-gal.

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“I’m turning 300 today.”


“Congratulations! You must be so…drained? Tired?”


“Actually, I’m quite inspired.”


“Really? But isn’t 300...like a lot?”


“Yes and no. 300 is a proud achievement, one I’m grateful to have reached in my lifetime, but it’s just scratching the surface of all things creative.”


“So, really it’s just the beginning for you.”


“No, not the beginning. I was at the beginning with one. Some may say I was at the beginning at zero.”


“Zero?”


“When I was just browsing and learning how the whole site operated. I’m still learning its process, and I’m happy to be a part of it.”


“It’s weird.”


“What is?”


“To commit yourself to sharing what’s in your head with strangers.”


“Strangers? Oh, I wouldn’t call them ‘strangers.’ Do I know every detail about every single one of their personal lives? No. Do I know every detail about anyone in my life that I’ve met and have been acquainted with for so long’s personal life? No. And none of that matters, because it‘s not the point.”


“Then, what’s the point of it?”


“For some it’s one thing, for others it’s another.”


“What is it to you?”


“A platform…A showcase. A way for me to express myself openly like never before. There’s something inspiring about unveiling my work, then having it be appreciated at a global level. It‘s phenomenally amazing!”


“Yes…among strangers.”


“They’re not strangers!”


“Alright. What do you call yourselves?”


“People. People who have ideas and love sharing. People who have visions and love creating. People who have voices and love speaking. People who have illustrations and love animating. And it’s through the art of this community of so many imaginative inventers that I’m allowed window views of who each one is and what each one aspires to be.”


“…”


“We are hitRECorders.”


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This is my 300th RECord! To commemorate the occasion as a writer on hitRECord, I thought it’d be appropriate to write about it in 300 words. I hope you enjoyed it. :-)


 


 


 


 


 

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“May I tell you something?”


“Yeah.”


“First off, I don’t like you.”


“I know.”


“Oh, you do?”


“Yes. And I’ve suspected as such for quite some time now.”


“Good. Cause I…I don’t like you. In fact, I have an incredible distaste for you and what you represent. It’s very personal. To be honest, my loathing levels of you are off the charts.”


“I know all of that, too.”


“Well, I’m just glad we can talk about these kinds of things.”


“Was there a second off?”


“Lemme think….First, we covered the ‘I don’t like you’ already….No, I guess all that I wanted to get off of my chest today is just the fact that I have an immense disgust for you and your face.”


“Alright. Now, may I tell you something?”


“Sure, go ahead.”


“I don’t like you.”


“Yeah, I know…..I don’t like me, either."


 

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Occasionally, I like to reminisce about the future.

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How informal to be so normal
In a world where no one is defined
As such, because a definition
Can’t be a summation,
If the meaning changes
As frequently as it does.


How mutual to be so usual
During a moment when originality
Gets lost in between everything
And no one is willing to improve
What’s been done anyway
In order to make it new today.


How habitual to be so typical
While standing in a room
Holding a crowd of familiar beings
Engaging in a dialogue
That can’t be above it all
Since no one speaks the truth.


How unintentional to be so conventional
Throughout a time
That features so many who aren’t alike
Embracing differences,
Demanding the same conveniences
We all want in life.


How informal to be so normal
In a world where no one is defined
As such, because a definition
Can’t be a summation,
If the meaning changes
As frequently as it does.

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My imaginary friend doesn't believe I exist. 

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