Me & My Muse – Day 200b: Out of the Cocoon

Just like before, my Muse is flashing.  Hopefully, she’ll become something good….

My Muse began flashing rapidly.  The flash slowed, but grew brighter and increased in intensity.  The slower the flashing got, the more intense the brightness became.  My Muse changed shape, transforming into a different woman.

After the flashing finally stopped, my Muse sat there, surrounded by a bright aura of white light.  Although she was the same Muse, she looked different and brand new.

“What?” she said with a scowl.  “What do you want?”

I shrugged my shoulders.  “What’s with the attitude?”

My Muse stood up and looked at me with impatience.  “You’re cramping my style! Just look at your clothes!  You’re a fashion disaster and embarrassing to be around!”

Just after she said that, I noticed her, fully dressed in the latest style of clothing.  Upon seeing this, I frowned.  “That clothing….” I sighed.  “It looks expensive.”

This made my Muse laugh.  “Ha!” she shouted, giving me a nudge.  “Expensive?  The clothes you wear look like hand-me-downs!  The clothes certainly make the person, but you don’t get it.  If I were you, I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing them!”

That was it.  The last thing she just said made me furious.  “Just who do you think you are?”  I challenged her.  “Some highfalutin New Yorker?”

“Maybe not New York,” she gushed.  “But at least I’m somebody.  You’re not, you classless scumbag.”

I raised my fist at her and scowled.  “But my clothes are….”

“Square.” she answered.  “They’re yesterday’s fashion news.  Now if you would excuse me, I have a date with my down comforter in my Victorian mansion.  Goodnight, peasant.”

My Muse vanished into my head with such force that it knocked me to the ground.

Great.  The Muse that I’ve known to love has become a spoiled rotten brat.  How can I deal with 100 days of THIS?

Whatever the case, the next 100 days is certainly going to be a bumpy ride….