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If life had a teleport-er

Just when I thought I couldn’t handle any more, I felt a violent tug on my body. I was screaming down that dang tunnel again, shrieking “I want to go back to my real life, I want to make better choices” landed on deaf ears I was alone in this journey. On and on I hurdled this time was longer. I came to a rough halt in a shadowy graveyard, the street lights giving enough illumination to see inscriptions on the headstones.

If life had a teleport-er

Looking down at myself I felt quite stupid, the boxers I had on were the ones Bev had bought me as a gag gift for Christmas last year and they were covered in red hearts and lips. In any other situation I would have laughed and drank some beer but here I didn’t even know where here was.

If life had a teleport-er

I reached overhead and pulled on the chain of a single bare bulb hanging in the middle of the room. Light flooded the space blinding me for a few seconds, I must have looked a fright, my eyes bloodshot, beard unshaven, in my boxers, barefoot the situation would have bordered on comical had I not been feeling so much fear. The basement was empty.

If life had a teleport-er

 It was turning into one of THOSE days. Nothing…… when I say nothing that’s exactly what I mean, nothing was going right.  The mercury showed hot as heck. I was camped out in my living room feeling quite sorry for myself. My wife Bev had run off for a weekend of fun with her girlfriends. “You’re on your own” her parting words of sarcasm slapped me across the face, as she slammed out the door.