Random Photo of the Day #6…with a Story Starter!

Hi everyone! I hope you’re all doing well :). Mother Nature is on an constant PMS routine here in Ontario. She told the weather people we were going to have freezing rain and snow overnight and in the morning. Well, we had snow and that’s it. It didn’t even last long. Way to scare us Mother Nature! It’s not even Halloween! But, let’s move on to the photo of the day.

The theme for today is your lovely pets! When I was a child I had dogs, worms, roly-polies in a cookie tin, imaginary elf friends (not exactly pets, but they seemed to have acted that way), ants, and I think that’s it. My family and I stopped having pets, because we moved a few times and we all had busy lives. I didn’t have another pet until college, which was a pet hamster named Viggy Sidney. He was the coolest rodent in the universe, always mischievous and funny – We used to watch the movie “Ratatouille” together. I mentioned him in one of my earlier posts: https://worldruler007.wordpress.com/2014/02/11/my-late-hamster-the-actor/

Pets are not just that, they’re your companions, they’re there for you when you need them (if you don’t feel like talking to a human). So, today’s random photo of the day is dedicated to all those furry and non-furry creatures that put a smile on your face.

How about you? Did you or do you have pets?

Story Starter: My favourite pet companion is/was…

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^^^ made the day Viggy Sidney lefts for the hamster heavens

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^^^ Viggy Sidney wishing upon a star (just like his mommy)

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Short Story: Laura’s Closet – Part Five (last one).

Here’s the last part of my less-than-two-week short story project called, “Laura’s Closet”. I do wish I had spent a bit more time on it, but it served its purpose, which was to let go and just write. It was inspired by a conversation me and two of my good friends had during my vacation back home in Vancouver. As always, I hope it inspires you in some way! Do not be afraid to just write and let go.

I’m working on another short story called, “Jehmers Donsriell’s Bequest”. I’m working on it more than “Laura’s Closet,” because it is a story I started a long time ago and never finished. I feel very good about it, which is why I want to spend a good time crafting it. There is no date when I’ll post it, because I’m not done, yet. Below is an excerpt I posted a while ago. After that, you can find all the parts of “Laura’s Closet”. Enjoy!

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Jehmers Donsriell’s bequest

She felt its sharp teeth crumbling her skin, but not a tear was shed. She was paralyzed, but she could still feel the harrowing pain, slowly rising inside her body. It absorbed any energy that she had left, and she felt hopeless. She clung to the wooden floor with her black long nails, as a last attempt to escape, scratching her way out of her own despair. It wasn’t long before her hair decayed, and her teeth began to dust from the rusty toxic wind that blew on her face. Her lungs began to collapse, as she tried to escape her imminent downfall. At last, she caught what would be, her final breath. The only thought in her mind, was regret…

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Laura’s Closet – Part One

Laura’s Closet – Part Two

Laura’s Closet – Part Three

Laura’s Closet – Part Four

Laura’s Closet – Part Five (final)

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Despite her efforts, Elena didn’t strip her off her power. Instead, she gave her a second one, the power of premonition.

Although relieved to have the power of seeing what she had been searching, it didn’t feel real.  She thought her rant to Elena was brutal enough to leave her powerless and without answers. Even though, she was speechless, she nodded and smile with gratitude. Then, Elena blinked and left, and Laura found herself in her bed, awakening early morning on the following day. “Was it all a dream?” She thought.

She sat on her bed for a few minutes, palpitating, touching everything around her, waiting for something to happen. Her eyes were sore as if she hadn’t slept for days, and a cold sweat spread throughout her body.  She placed her hand on her forehead and lied back down again. By the time she got up again, a couple of hours had passed.  She felt much better and didn’t want to waste more time. She quickly got ready and left to find Alliese and Sonia.

Before she left her building, she noticed it was pouring rain, but she had an umbrella ready. She experienced some déjà vu, but her suspicious were not confirmed, until she saw her neighbour approach. “This is a lot of rain. I should go back for an umbrella. Why is it that no one can predict such weather?” He said. She struggled to say something back, still in shock at the realization that she went back to the past. Or, did she? Could this have been the “truth” Elena was talking about?

She knew what was supposed to happen next; her meeting with Alliese and Sonia, to tell them about Mother Nature (now Elena). She stayed in the building’s lobby, and tried to contact them. But, something wasn’t right. She couldn’t find their numbers. She restarted her phone as an attempt to recover their numbers – she figured her cell phone had just crashed. However, all of her attempts had failed. She remembered she had the numbers written by her home phone. So, she went back upstairs to check –she knew their phone numbers, but for some reason she couldn’t remember.

She went inside her apartment, and noticed she didn’t have the numbers written anymore. “Something is definitely wrong here,” she said. She pinched herself a few times, just in case she was just dreaming. Everything seemed to be in order; except for the fact Alliese and Sonia were nowhere to be found. She felt lightheaded and slowly sat down on the couch, feeling like someone just tied a knot inside her throat. She took a few deep breaths; one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. She paused, noticing her laptop was on with an opened document. She took careful steps towards it, and came to a full stop once she was close enough to read what it said. Her widened eyes glanced at the screen, and her breathing increased heavily.

Her whole life appeared to have been typed. Alliese and Sonia were not her friends; they were two personalities of Laura that she created in her mind, to cope with the fact she did die at the hands of the killer she ran from in the woods. Suddenly, she was transported back to the woods, at the same spot where she met Elena for the first time. Elena could not explain the circumstances, because Laura still had something to learn. But, she talked about Alliese and Sonia as being two of Laura’s biggest worries within herself. They became alive to her, because they were parts of Laura that needed to find their own resolution.  Laura’s reaction was as expected; she froze solid where she stood, and it took her a while to let go of the denial. She was trying to retrace her steps, and kept track on what happened before and how it all fitted together, but she had to grasp the idea of not being part of the world anymore. She retreated into the woods, and asked Elena to let her cope with her new destiny on her own. She was defeated by her own fears in life, but she was going to figure out how not to let them win her over in death. Even though, it was not under the best circumstance, Laura started listened to her soul for the first time.

Elena was going to let her discover a new world for herself, and for now, she wasn’t going to tell her that she was not dead.

 -The End…or is it?-

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Friendship

Friends come and go, but true friendships last forever. It is no sufficient to acknowledge the presence of your current friends, but one must ensure you are not both taking each other for granted. Think about it as being a good plate of food. In order to achieve it, you need the perfect combination of seasoning, ingredients, and love. Friendships cannot be held without a mix of emotions and love. There is no such thing as a perfect friendship, but there is a true one, where you and others strive to bring the best out of each other. 

It is the flaws that help you discover new approaches for the present and the future. Life changes every second, and it is those failures that cause a shift into the right direction of a friendship; but, that is only if you don’t discard the friendship that’s worth saving. It is easy to throw away faded friendships, and sometimes you do have to, if they become toxic. However, you must not be afraid to try to rebuild that past friendship, if the only thing that stood in the way was a schedule conflict. 

We all take different paths in life in terms of following our goals, but we are all taking the same time path towards the future. Keep in touch, let your friends know you’re there, listen to them, laugh, cry, be silly, have fights and make up. A true friendship cannot evolve without a few bumps on the road. Redefine the core of the friendship, remember why you became friends and how, not why you’re friends in the present. It’s good to look into the past, but do not remain there. Instead, take from the past, live in the present, and brainstorm about the future. They say quality is better than quantity, and I definitely agree with that. Surround yourself with people who want and do what’s best for you. Every friend will bring a different spice into your world, and vice versa.

But, what about Acquaintances?

They are like signs you pass by on the road, they’re not meant to be a huge part of your life – which is why they are acquaintances – but, they’re there as a warning or a reminder of what will/could happen. Some of them might become your long-time friend, or even your long-time partner, but the only way to know is by paying attention to who they are, and who are they turning you into.

Just use your instinct, you’ll know who the right friend is for you. Get to know them, learn how they react and how they show their love to others. Everyone expresses their feelings in a different way; some are jokers, and some are sensitive, but they will all demonstrate why you mean so much to them, in a good and healthy way. Friends are not video games you shelf that you only pick when its convenient, nor are they trophies you collect and show off when it suits you. They’re the treasures you want to share. They fill you with so much enlightenment, you feel as though the world must know them. 

Friendships aren’t meant to fulfil your greed and envy, and it is not a selective contest. They’re magnets to your own good will, that end in the resolution of both of your quests in the seek of a lifelong unity.

 

Of course! The world doesn’t rule me today!

Short Story: Laura’s Closet – Part Three

Just a little background about this story. I was inspired by a conversation with 2 of my friends, during my vacation in Vancouver :). I started writing it last week. I’m giving the readers a bit of time before I post the other parts, so you can all catch up!

If you haven’t read the first 2 parts of this short story (both links open in a new window), here they are:

Laura’s Closet – Part One

Laura’s Closet – Part Two

Laura’s Closet – Part Three

Laura’s attempts to contact her friends were disappointing; all her calls went straight to voicemail. She tried to desperately write everything she had gone through, just in case her memories started to fade. “Hello, Mother Nature? Are you there? Can you hear me? Please, come!” She shouted.

For all she knew, everything could have been a dream. She sat on her bed and talked to herself. “Ok, maybe it WAS a dream. It really happened, but it happened in a dream. Alright, I’m not making any sense”. She started pacing around the room, coming up with explanations in her mind – none of them led to anything. “If I sleep, I might see her. But, she has control over the weather, so if I go outside and shout her name, she might come? No wait, people will think I’m insane. I don’t know what to do!” she whined.

But, she took a nap anyway, to try and make contact with Mother Nature. She was the type of person who didn’t like to feel useless. She had to keep occupied. She awoke a couple of hours later, feeling restless and still without answers. However, she saw she had two voicemails, from Alliese and Sonia. “Finally, now we’re getting somewhere,” she positively thought.

She invited them over to her place for tea. She made sure to get her box filled with a variety of organic teas, and a box of ladyfingers. At the last minute, she quickly grabbed a bottle of red wine, she had been saving for extraordinary occasions – this was it. After all, she wasn’t sure of how they were going to react to her situation. It was black or white to her; either they understood and supported, or they supported and had her committed to an institution.

She heard the intercom and let them in. Alliese and Sonia were very happy to see her, but Laura couldn’t hide her confusion under the fake smile she forced herself to make.

“Ok, what’s wrong?” Asked Sonia.

“Nothing.” Laura responded.

Alliese knew her better than to go back and forth with Laura, trying to get the scoop of whatever she was hiding. She went straight to the table and opened the bottle of wine, poured three glasses, gently grabbed Laura’s arm and led her to the sofa. “Okay, spill, spill it all, spill the beans, the cookies, spill it all except for the wine” Alliese told her. Laura let out a chuckle, and she knew she had to tell them. “Alright, but hold on to that wine glass,” she comfortably sat on the sofa.

“Wait, how come when it was ME who asked if something was wrong, you didn’t say anything?” Sonia asked.

“That’s because I opened the wine. Everyone knows wine is a secret spiller,” Alliese said.

“Fair enough, but I’m still upset,” Sonia added.

“You won’t be after I tell you what happened,” Laura interrupted.

She proceeded to tell them about her hike and her encounter with Mother Nature.  “There! Now say it, I’m crazy, right?” Laura took three sips of wine and waited for a reaction. She did not get any reactions for a bit. Instead, she saw their owl-like eyes fixated upon her, for a good five minutes. It seemed like they were in some sort of trance, but she figured it was the wine that added the extra effect.

“Well…?” She asked them.

“You are right. We need to send you to a mental institution,” Alliese said.

“Sadly, I agree,” Sonia added.

Even though, part of her thought this would happen, Laura wasn’t expecting it to be so sudden and cold. Alliese and Sonia stood at the same time; Sonia went to the kitchen, and Alliese grabbed her cell phone. Seeing this, Laura was getting agitated. She thought it wasn’t fair that, they didn’t even try to process it. They just stared at her for five minutes.  “Maybe you need time to process it. I know this is all very weird!” She yelled at Alliese, who seemed to be on hold on the phone. But, before she could respond to Laura, she began talking to someone on the other line. “Yes, I’d like a large with spicy sausage, pepperoni and green peppers…”

Laura was confused, why was Alliese ordering pizza? This whole time she thought she was calling all the mental institutions, to see which one would take her, as soon as possible. Alliese hung up, but before she could speak, Sonia reappeared with plates and napkins.

“Wait, what? What’s going on? I’m confused, Alliese. Weren’t you calling specialists?”Laura said tensely.

“Do you think we would? Oh my goodness, Sonia, are you hearing this? I knew she would think, we’d have her committed!” Alliese laughed.

“But, you said…” Laura paused.

“Yes, but I was joking. Well, we were joking. I can’t believe you actually fell for it, ha ha. I was just trying to ease the tension you seemed to be having,” she laughed.

Laura didn’t feel like being part of a joke, but she admitted to herself that it was a good one. These were her best friends, why would she think they would send her away so quickly? She was relieved that she wasn’t going anywhere. Even if they ended up thinking she was insane, at least she had more time to convince them otherwise -Or to convince herself she wasn’t crazy. There was still a chance she was.

Once the pizza arrived, they brainstormed ideas on how to use this new “power”.  A lot of questions poured over their table. “Have you thought of creating your own weather channel?” Sonia suggested.  They thought about it for a few minutes, but Laura mentioned what Mother Nature told her, that it was to find the answers to her deepest sorrows. She didn’t think her own weather channel would calm all the turmoil in her soul-whatever turmoil that was, she was still unsure of what it was.

Alliese suddenly had a thought in mind, “You know what we need to do? We need to come up with a name for Mother Nature. Calling her Mother Nature is just too tiring,” she said. Laura and Sonia cried with laughter, but stopped at the realization that she had a good idea. She thought it would be a good way to make her seem a bit more human to them, and make her visit seem a bit less chaotic.

“How does Melissa sound?” Laura said.

“Too common,” Sonia answered.

“That’s the whole point, isn’t it?” Laura asked.

After a list filled with a hundred names, they finally agreed that Mother Nature’s nickname would be, Elena. The three friends seemed happy about it, and went back to brainstorming. Laura thought about the weather and how in the morning, she seemed to have picked the right outfit without thinking. Suddenly, an idea popped in her mind. “So, how about a blog?” she asked. They paused for a couple of minutes, looking at each other back and forth. It looked like they were getting somewhere.

A blog just about the weather sounded too simple, and they wanted to take it one step further. “Not just a weather blog, but about fashion!” Laura said. But, she wouldn’t let her friends respond. Instead, she shouted ideas out loud, that caught their attention. “We’re not just going to talk about the weather. We will simply suggest fashion trends for daily wear, based on weather prediction. In fact, we shouldn’t even talk about the weather. We’ll just write about outfits people should wear each day, that will be accurately appropriate for the day’s weather,” Laura explained.

And so, the idea started to become a reality in their minds. Alliese was going to help with the web design, Sonia was going to help with the editing, Laura was going to predict the weather, and they were all going to come up with fashion ideas. All they needed is a name for the blog. They decided on using Laura’s name, because “Elena” did mention this was to be a learning experience for her. And so they came up with the name, “Laura’s Closet”.

-End of Part Three-

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Time to check your phone

How many of you thought, when you read ‘check your phone’, I meant ‘cell phone’? How long ago was it, when you checked your answering machine, on your landline? 500 BC? Nowadays, we just say the word ‘phone’ and everyone knows we mean cell phone. I don’t think I’ve heard someone say ‘landline’ or ‘home phone’ in a while. In my case, I only have a smart phone, and as a backup phone, Skype (how the world has changed!). I still say ‘cell’ when I refer to my ‘phone’. Honestly, sometimes my friends give me a funny look when I say ‘cell phone”.

Friend: “I know you meant cell phone! Bhahahaha.”

Me: “I know you knew what I meant, but I thought I’d be specific. You know, in case I’ve recently installed a landline”

Friend: “Have you?”

Me: Nope.

Is it that rare now? So many good memories with a landline. You could pick any shape and colour for your corded phone. Remember when you didn’t have caller id, and you knew that by answering, you wouldn’t get a telemarketer? It would actually be a friend! Today, a landline would just be a back up, or an extra accessory (because your cable company gave you a great package deal). If you’re lonely, you can always wait until a telemarketer calls you. It’s like a blind dating service, except they’re the ones who pursue you.

Technology has changed so much, I guess for the better. I mean, smart phones provide you with a lot of flexibility and convenience. But, you do kind of turn into a meerkat, when you have one. You bury yourself with your CELL PHONE, in your bed, or even in a chair while covered in a blanket. It’s almost as though, you build burrows around your house, where you can quietly enjoy the texts you receive. Heaven forbid anyone interrupts while checking your cell phone. I mean, do people actually expect you to leave your burrow? :p

Also, depending where you place your CELL PHONE, you end up doing a bit of a meerkat dance, everytime you hear your notifications. I place mine a bit high, so when I get a text, I just jump out of my chair (I like to spice things up in my life) to check. It’s like a cell phone version of ‘Pop goes the weasel’ (that IS the way the money goes, if you know what I mean).

I might just get a corded phone, and use it as decoration. For old times sake.

Image^^^ That is not a picture of a cell phone, but it might cheer you up. One of my many pictures.

Of course! The world doesn’t rule me today 😀