“Have you ever met someone that can draw a perfect circle? It’s amazing really. A thing of beauty. I hate those people.” Mike said to his therapist as he slumped back into his chair.
“Why is that?’ Laura asked as she jotted down notes.
“Something that difficult shouldn’t come easy to anyone. You shouldn’t be able to just whip out a pencil and draw out a perfect circle. There is no such thing as a perfect circle. It just doesn’t happen. People should not be able to draw one by freehand.”
“What about Coke bottles? Or bubbles that children blow? Those look like circles to me,” she retorted.
“They are circles, but not perfect circles. The Coke bottle has some flashing sticking out of it. There are weak spots in bubbles that lead to deformities resulting in a circle that is most defiantly not a circle. There is no such thing as a perfect circle in nature. They just don’t exist. People should not be able to draw one. Nothing is perfect.”
“Is that what this is about? Perfection?” Mike hung his head and nodded. “You have to let her go Mike.”
“I can’t,” Mike sobbed. “I’m not good enough. I’m not perfect. She will never love me again.”
“You have to be strong Mike. It’s time to move on. There is no such thing as a perfect circle, you said so yourself. Free yourself from her. Be a deformed circle.”
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
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I've read this before, I am sure of it. I like it ;) I have been told by other critics I am too wordy and need to dumb my writing down for the average Joe. I think they just read the last story I posted on my blog.....
ReplyDeleteThat is interesting. I wonder where you have read something like this before, since you couldn't have read this before since it had only been in my notebook before I posted it. Or, are you saying that I'm following a predictable theme that results in my writing seeming the same. Maybe it just has that kind of face that you swear you have seen/met before but in reality you never have. hmmmmm I wonder now...
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