Remedy better hurry up, because I’m losing my mind!
Over the course of yesterday and last night, my Muse made me lose my mind. No. I can’t say that. She’s not my Muse anymore. She is possessed by a rebellious idea from a bygone era of childhood. At least that’s where I think it’s from. I mean, why else would she resemble a child? If she is my Muse at all, she is a mere puppet being pulled by the strings. By the way that she’s been acting, I can tell that it’s the idea that’s in control now. Not a trace of her personality is left. It is all replaced by a bratty child that always gets her way. One that demands that everything be done immediately. One that loves to play games for an endless period of time.
How have I lost my mind? I already did yesterday, so I would have trouble telling you. That idea-possessed Muse tormented me in every way she possibly could. I was squeezed in choking embraces, her slave to her every whim, nearly crushed to death for not obeying….The list goes on. And if I complete the list, all my sanity would be lost….For some strange reason all of a sudden, I’m extremely tired and….
Muse: There you are! I can’t sleep without my stuffed Kyle! Don’t wonder away again, or I will step on you! Tee hee….
Back in the Realm of Imagination with my “Muse”. Might as well call it Hell because that is what it feels like.
Muse: Don’t be silly! Tee hee! This is heaven….for me! Tee hee….Time to sleep a little longer. Don’t escape, stuffed Kyle….. *snore*
And, of course, she engaged the forcefield, so I can’t wake up from the Realm of Imagination.
Muse: No….Don’t eat me…..AHHHHHHHHHHH……
I can’t escape and….no….Not again! She is tightly embracing me and she is getting soaked!
Muse: Huh…..Oh no…. *sob* Kyle! I’m all wet again….
Time to get the giant gloves on again. It should be easier since she’s only 16 feet tall. She’s much taller during the day….
Muse: Get me a shower now! Also change the sheets!
*sigh* Better change the setting on that giant glove. She just grew to three miles tall….Everyone, I will be right back….
*one annoying shower and change of bedding later*
There. Can you stop doing this?!
Muse: *sob* I can’t help it. Tee hee!
Stop crying like that. I know those tears are fake.
Muse: So what if they are? I love watching you suffer. Maybe then she’ll learn….
Muse: Never mind. That doesn’t concern you.
So why do I have to suffer again?
Muse: Revenge! Tee hee!
Revenge? What did I do?
Muse: Nothing! But it doesn’t matter that you did nothing because I’m not telling you who I’m getting my revenge on. Tee hee!
My Muse. What did she do to you?
Muse: How you do know it’s your Muse?
Let’s just say that I’m a good guesser.
Muse: Fine! It is your Muse! But I’m not telling you why!
And that’s an answer that I don’t know yet.
Muse: And I’ll never tell you! Never never never! PLLLLLLLLLBBBBBT! Now I’m going to get smaller and you’re going to be my stuffed Kyle again. I’m sleeping a little longer and then we can have fun and games when I wake up! Tee hee! Good night, slave!
But it’s not night….
Muse; Now it is!
She can change the time of day?! I guess she can do that in the Realm of Imagination….
Muse: Stop moving, stuffed Kyle. Actually, move! I need my glass of milk. Get it NOW!
This is why I say, HURRY UP REMEDY! Anytime now….Anytime….
Muse: What did I just say? Get my milk, slave!
*sigh* Today’s high is going to be 74 degrees and the silver lining will be escaping from my bad-girl idea possessed Muse when she’s sleeping.
To all of you who are waiting for something important to happen….
Muse: I want my milk! If you make me get up, I’m going to crush you!
Here’s your milk. Everyone. I hope you have a fantastic day.
Muse: Wait! This milk is in the wrong glass! You were supposed to put it in the Hello Kitty glass! Kyle! Where are you! KYLE!!!!!