An Ungnatural Death

Saturday night movie plans: fail. Bored: success. What to do on a boring, same old sit around do nothing weekend? (After initially getting over my failed attempt at making plans with the family, and scheduling a future girls night with one of my besties) Go on a gnat extermination mission. That's right, I sucked gnats. With the vacuum cleaner. :D I lost count, but I must say, they died an ungnatural death...hee hee hee. Had I a strap-on Shop-Vac, I could take out an ad: Have Shop-Vac, will travel. ;) Now back to our regularly scheduled program: Bored. :/

Imagine

Today, there are no telephones, televisions, planes, cars, or power lines. There are no men, women, or children hurrying here and there. It is a peaceful, relaxing atmosphere everywhere. We are growing, preserving, and consuming our own food. We are workers at home, trading our goods and services for those we don't provide ourselves. We sleep the deep, restful sleep of the tired and satisfied. There is no communicating by fax, phone, or e-mail. We seek out those we wish to speak to.We sit, talk, listen to one another. If the distance is great, we go for extended visits, or communicate by couriers. We take time to "smell the flowers," watch our children delight in the flight of the butterfly, rest. When we travel, we travel only by power of foot, beast, steam or solar. Our homes are clean, quiet, restful sanctuaries. Our rooms are big, open. Appliances are built in, stream-lined. Tomorrow, I will wake from this dream, but I can make it so. I have only to sit in the quiet of my room, close my eyes, and imagine.