05-13-2012, 08:00 AM
My Dearest Rebecca,
I was lying in bed early this morning, sleep eluding me for the 50th hour or so and I caught a glimpse of something blue as it flashed across my left shoulder, striking my attention like a lightening bolt just before a powerful clap of thunder during a sudden summer storm. It left a tiny blue vapor trail, similar to the ones I've seen while on the back end of a combination acid trip with an ecstasy kicker. I followed it from left to right, as it moved swiftly along my collar bone until it came to rest on my other shoulder and I realized that it was one of those little blue smurf bastards, positioning itself to reap havoc on my psyche once again. I moved as quickly as I could to snatch the little blue fucker, so I could use it as a "bait smurf" and draw out the others to capture them too, but either it was too fast, or I, in my partial slumber, was just too slow. Sitting up, I scrambled for the light on my bedside table, but before I could reach it to turn it on I felt the smurf's icy little feet stomping about with a kind of rhythm or maybe more like a cadence on my chest directly above my heart. It was doing a tiny smurf Riverdance that I could feel straight through my ribs, all the way to my spine! I tried once more to catch the little blue tick before it made it's way again into my headspace, ultimately to burrow itself into my skull and disappear from whence it came, back to the World of Warcraft quest carrying on battles in my mind. Then it stopped it's taunting jig and dawned an evil grin flipping me off as it jumped up on my neck and vanished into my jugular leaving no trace, except for a mental score board that read, Little Blue Smurfs Infinity - Sanity None."
I was lying in bed early this morning, sleep eluding me for the 50th hour or so and I caught a glimpse of something blue as it flashed across my left shoulder, striking my attention like a lightening bolt just before a powerful clap of thunder during a sudden summer storm. It left a tiny blue vapor trail, similar to the ones I've seen while on the back end of a combination acid trip with an ecstasy kicker. I followed it from left to right, as it moved swiftly along my collar bone until it came to rest on my other shoulder and I realized that it was one of those little blue smurf bastards, positioning itself to reap havoc on my psyche once again. I moved as quickly as I could to snatch the little blue fucker, so I could use it as a "bait smurf" and draw out the others to capture them too, but either it was too fast, or I, in my partial slumber, was just too slow. Sitting up, I scrambled for the light on my bedside table, but before I could reach it to turn it on I felt the smurf's icy little feet stomping about with a kind of rhythm or maybe more like a cadence on my chest directly above my heart. It was doing a tiny smurf Riverdance that I could feel straight through my ribs, all the way to my spine! I tried once more to catch the little blue tick before it made it's way again into my headspace, ultimately to burrow itself into my skull and disappear from whence it came, back to the World of Warcraft quest carrying on battles in my mind. Then it stopped it's taunting jig and dawned an evil grin flipping me off as it jumped up on my neck and vanished into my jugular leaving no trace, except for a mental score board that read, Little Blue Smurfs Infinity - Sanity None."