It seems that I’ve lost my creative mojo, and I’m not quite sure how to get it back (sigh). For my few faithful followers, you may have noticed that I haven’t written a post in a while. At first, I was fighting off a pretty bad cold, which I’ll tell you more about in a sec. But I ended up spending a few days curled up in my bed feeling absolutely miserable. After being doctored by my mom (what, I’m not ashamed to admit it), I was feeling good as new again. So, I sat at my desk like an
eager little beaver to tell you all about my tumultuous adventure (being sick), but nothing came out. I stared at my screen, willing my fingers to do their thing, but nothing, nada, zip, zilch… hence the absentee blogger thing.
Now, I don’t know if you can will your mojo back, but here is best attempt:
I got sick last week, and needless to say, I wasn’t happy about it. I don’t really consider myself a germaphobe, but I do realize that this is
germ season in New York City, so I take certain precautions to avoid being contaminated. I keep my gloves on at all times when outdoors to avoid touching germy surfaces. I keep myself armed with hand sanitizer for those few moments when I do need to remove my trusty gloves. And, I’m a big believer in Vitamin C, so I make sure to consume a lot of it, and I mean a lot; a friend once told me that I would overdose on C. That isn’t possible right…
So, as I was saying, I have a nice system for keeping
my system germ free. The problem is that people seem to enjoy spreading their germs, and it seems that they will go to great extremes to make sure they do. No, I’m not over-exaggerating. You’ve seen it or…
you’ve done it (looks suspiciously at screen)! Ok, I won’t go pointing an accusatory finger just yet. But you do know what I’m talking about. I’m talking about people who, just because they’re outdoors, do not feel the need to cover their mouths when they cough or sneeze. It’s as if they think their germs will just disintegrate when they release them into the air. No! You know what happens? I’ll tell you what happens! When a person sneezes into the open air, their germs get blown right smack in the face of the person unfortunate enough to be walking behind them. That unfortunate person was me last week, and who knows, you could be next.
I say we band together friends, to put an end to this disgusting habit. And if you have been a perpetrator of such behavior in the past, I implore you to simply start keeping a packet a tissue with you at all times. And when you feel that tickle in your nose or itch in your throat, just whip out that handy tissue and put it to good use. What do you say people? Are you with me?
Friday was a long day… a very, very long day. As I stood in the station waiting for my train to come, I could feel the tiredness creeping down my body and snuggling up inside my legs. I wasn’t sure how much longer my legs would be able to support me as they felt like they were going to give out at any second, and my train seemed hell bent on making that happen. That’s when I had my bright idea. I should invent a pocket-sized foldable chair. That way, when you feel tried and desperately need to sit, you just whip out your handy pocket-sized chair (from your pocket of course) and unfold that baby. Badda bing, badda boom, instantly you will have a place to sit. Genius!
Then I thought, what if the chair had wheels… then you wouldn’t even have to walk around. You could just sit all day and your chair would take you anywhere you wanted to go! It wouldn’t even need to be pocket sized! Genius! Why hasn’t anyone else thought of this… oh… err… (laughs nervously) wheel chairs, right… they already do exist… um…
