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In this life there are always one or two moments of absolutes. Absolute joy, happiness... absolute sorrow. And absolute dread. These moments are always proceeding ones of uncertainty. Uncertainty was what the world felt as it was announced. Pandemic was the word that sat like a lunker in the back of the
The toll rose faster than a biblical flood. By the time the government finally acted, the country was already declining into panic. So when the word was given that quarantine would be in effect and strictly enforced... Well
People scrambled for everything they could grab, myself included. Canned food, medicine, bottled water. All of it grabbed and shoved in line. The stockers of the stores brought out more pallets of inventory from the back but they never made it onto the shelves. People were ripping into the soft plastic wrapping like scavengers picking a corpse clean. It made me think of a zombie movie so I picked up a few DVDs before leaving.
Being a single twenty-something living on the second floor of my apartment complex I
I arrived home, unloaded my groceries and plopped down in front of my tv to watch the movie marathon I had just purchased and enjoyed some snacks. After two hours of watching
The next day came and after spending it in front of the computer I felt the squirming of my guts. The bubbling of last night's Nachos Supreme with extra peppers.
And unleash it I did. A fiery butt-demon escaped into the waters below as I played a game with anime girls on my phone. I made sure the microwaved meal monster I had just birthed was completely out of my system and finished my level when I reached my hand to the wall and was overcome with that feeling. The realization of my blunder making that one moment of absoluteness in my life. Absolute panic. My hand met with the cardboard cylinder of an empty toilet paper roll. I am lazy and forget to change them so I looked by the waste bin where I keep my reloads but I was out. In my race to get gold fish crackers, hot pockets, and soda I had forgotten to get a new pack of toilet paper. I was trapped on my toilet, the seat now had grown warm beneath me as I hid away my stinky curse on this world.
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