The Day I Went Sour

When the sun rises in the morning, it seems all pure and innocent. Until it blinds you and you can't see straight. Wafting the scent of the lemon juice, attacking my nostrils like a million bugs crawling into your nasal cavity. Next step was taking a sip, as it reached my lips, I could already feel the burning sensation as it travelled into my mouth.

The pungent bitter taste hits my tongue like the war of 1812. Swirling the concoction around, my mouth is burning as if a dragon was living inside of it. Just waiting to breathe its fiery flame. The bitter sauce rolling around the sides of my cheeks similar to a race track. Looking into my Dixie cup, I still have a little bit left. The foggy, pale yellow fluid just sitting there, waiting to be absorbed. When it sloshes about in my oral cavity it is the similar sound to using mouth wash.  

Realizing the little amount I have, I ask myself, “Do I want to go through that again?” Being the courageous person I am, I once again take the plunge and that is when the dragon acts up again. And I think to myself, “I have officially regretted doing this.” 

Electronic Extravaganza

         When I woke up in the morning, I discovered my cat was sitting on my head, meowing at me. I dragged my butt out of bed to feed it and remembered from the stench in the bathroom that I had to clean the litter box. I grabbed what I thought was just an ordinary paper but then looking at it, I noticed a big sale for electronics in The Source. I decided, "Hey! Let's go to the mall!"
          I wandered into the store, discovering all the options when all of a sudden I felt as if I was being watched. I glanced into the mall and noticed a tall, slender girl with glasses staring into the store at me. My first thought was, "Damn! I must be looking good today."
          I continued on with my shopping and even though I was in there for quite awhile, the girl was still looking at me. After I made my purchase, I wandered back into the mall and I saw across the way a mirror.
          Looking at myself I realized, "No wonder she's looking at me. I'm 6'1, wearing my best blue muscle shirt and my Calvin Klein jeans which made my buff body look amazing. My hair was perfect and I was clean shaven with my baseball cap on backwards. The way I know the ladies like it."
         With my mood being extravagant, I checked out some other stores to see what they had to offer, and still every time I came back out she was there, the mystery girl was watching me. I tried to dismiss it by thinking about my plans to head to the beach later on, but I just couldn't distract myself enough. So I headed out to my car and was disappointed when she went the opposite direction.

        We locked eyes, but never said a word. As I drove home I thought about the mystery girl, realizing that I would never see her again.