Riddled
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Franz Van Vutontuker was riddled with assumptions. As he ventured through life he would pass by strangers and make up stories in his head, observing from a distance.

 

Franz rode by the old man who was painting his mailbox on a scorching hot summer day. The boy thought to himself that the old man must care for his things. He thought this because the old man showed it through the slow paint brush strokes he took, breathing new life into his mailbox that has collected his mail over the past 42 years. Maybe the old man thought the mail carrier would recognize the new paint job? Maybe it would put a smile on their face? He liked the idea that he was able to control his things and keep things neat and tidy. But this world is far from being neat and tidy. He struggled with the reality of the world and did not understand the turmoil that riddled it. He wanted a time where things were simple. A time where your words mattered and people respected one another. He was an aging man but his core beliefs were ageless. Treat your neighbor as you would want to be treated. Do the right thing. But in the light of it all the old man recognized that maybe it was him not moving along with time and that his beliefs sat in a time that didn’t exist anymore? He pondered at the idea that maybe we were a community of people that were evolving, and that might be a good thing.

THE WRITING

Recently, I have taken on creative writing as another way to digest and make sense of the world around us.

Control
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Time went on when the man kept being a man. Outside, the woman thought and pondered on the couch as the dog barked nearby. It was calm. The dog’s bark reminded her of the control she had over the man. She pondered on how things were going. Should I let him in further? How can I further guide this man? Was all of this done out of love? Or was she playing with him? What was the advantage? Maybe it is love? She chooses to be here. She is empowered to do what she wants. She’s in control.

 

She laughs as the dog barks. Hoping her husband returns.