weird, rough, gross

Molly opened the cupboard and found at the bottom a pair of silver shoes that she had never worn. Since she bought them 2 years ago she had tried them on 6 times and always come to the conclusion they made her look weird. Hanging above the silver shoes was a ruby scarf. This cost a lot of money and had only been worn once, on which occasion she removed it after only half an hour. The scarf made her look gross. In the drawer below the cupboard was a pair of large earrings with blue bits on. She had never worn the earrings as she felt they made her look rough. Upon seeing all of these items at once - right now - right then - she got dizzy. Molly laid down on her bed, the words whizzing around in her head. weird, gross, rough, weird rough gross, weird, gross, rough weir… what did weird even mean? What was she thinking about again? After 2 hours of solid confusion the words meant nothing any more. These words which she had once related to through emotion - from the past - now had no purpose. The words were useless to her. To describe to someone what she meant by ‘weird’ was impossible. The more she thought about it the more she realised they were empty shells of meaning, with no actual attachment to any part of her. The words were mere embers of insecurity, a way of referring to these emotions by name. What emotions? I can’t remember! It means nothing. At that moment, her world exploded into meaningless and she woke again, aware that - now - she could do anything and that it wouldn’t be attached to anyone else or any thing. She suddenly felt like a loose ball in a world of wide lanes.

Molly woke up, got up and put on her silver shoes. She left the house, went to a bar to meet friends. Someone told her that her shoes looked really nice. If she heard the words, rough, gross, weird again, she didn’t notice them.

I’m Back

I just went to the future - I was there for 2 weeks. And now I’m back, its amazing, I was worried I wouldn’t come back. People kept asking me how our civilization is enforced without any…. force. I felt kind of weird telling them that we just do as we’re told. Surely people would go nuts and end up doing really bad things with such stupid unenforceable rules and no braces? Yes I told them, I suppose they do. I ended up having to wear a brace towards the end as they have started getting funny about it apparently. When people first started appearing from the past they ignored them on a civilization level. I guess they knew they’d go back within 2 - 3 weeks so it didn’t matter. I met one other guy who had jumped forward - Chips. He was ok but he was from 2065 anyway so it wasn’t as much as a jump for him. Still he said braces were a lot more advanced than he was used to. So we kind of got used to wearing them together. There’s a lot of people called Jim in the future. I think its because they’ve started adopting the shortest names possible. Its easier for lots of things like on the street signage posts it shows up clearer when you walk past if its a short name. Met a few Toms, but no Marks. Seriously I think most people have like 3 letters in their name. Anyway I just had to tell someone because I’ve totally jumped back and was there for 2 weeks so I feel kind of buzzed about it. Shit! Chips taught me a song on the guitar from his year. I think I remember it…!!