Saturday, September 24, 2011

Pre-historic Blues

The T.Rex woke up early that morning. Even though it was Saturday, the sun didn't care, and neither did his worried mind. His youngest daughter's first date was tonight with... Jeremy? He wasn't sure. And if that wasn't enough his oldest son, Ricky, was all too excited to leave the house for college this fall. He wasn't sure Ricky would even be able to go this fall since money had been tight after all the cut backs at the plant. Despite all that however, he was happy. Happier than he'd been in a long time. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he could feel some cosmic shift in the universe, like it was almost telling him that things were about to change... in a big way. The T.Rex stepped outside onto his balcony and took a deep breath. The fresh air always relaxed him.

He rested his arms on the railing and looked out over the vast tropical paradise in front of him. This place was rather perfect, he admitted to himself. And despite the nest emptying he realized it was all part of the plan. He finally understood how his parents felt at his age, and for the first time in his 42 years he felt serene. The cosmos must've felt his new-found calmness because he saw a massive shooting star streaking across the sky. He almost woke his wife, just so she could see the sheer size of it but decided to let her sleep. Besides, they had the rest of their lives to watch the stars. The T.Rex smiled, closed his eyes, and made a wish.

1 comment:

  1. OMG this kinda made me tear up. He had no idea what was coming his way.

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