I’m sitting in my backyard. Above me are two very wide trees, I’m not sure what kind of trees. But I do know that the birds shuffling around in them are very annoying. I wonder if the robin is trying to mate with the other one, because they seem to chasing each other around like a game of cat and mouse. But is it even mating season yet for them? Pftt sh*t if I know. Maybe they are “just” chasing each other around.
After looking at the birds for awhile, I began to get bored and my neck was really starting to kill me from looking upwards for so long. So I decided to text Mary, but I realized then as I was digging in my cardigan pocket that my phone wasn’t there. It was then that I realized that my phone has slipped out of my pocket onto the ground well leaning back to look at those stupid birds play cat and mouse. Crackle* Crump* the leaves went as the hard push of my palm went digging into the ground for my cell phone. The crackle and crump of every leaf reminded me of how much I loved the crisp fall weather. I adore fall so much and I really do wish for it to never end. But I guess all things have to eventually come to an end.
“Mary what are you doing” I texted Mary hoping for a fast reply. But knowing Mary she’s probably stoned off her ass sitting on her couch watching MTV or something. Buzz* my phone went off in the palm of my hand. Thank god Mary texted me back with a short coming of only a minute because I could start to feel a breeze come on and I don’t know how much longer I can stand sitting out here with only a cardigan and some skinny jeans to cover my bare bones. “Stoned dumbass! You?” the text read on the screen. Geez Mary was always such a b*tch, but we’ve known each other since seventh grade so I steadily day by day deal with her. “Nothing at all!” I replied back to her.
In the slow steady minutes I waited for Mary to text me back. I began to wonder why I had just told Mary that I was doing nothing at all. Because really I was sitting out here on this bench texting her, so wouldn’t that be considered “doing something?” rather than “Nothing at all!” and if you really think about it the mere response to Mary’s text was me “doing something” and me just being here in time is well me “doing something”. Like for instance one would easily say that the sky does nothing at all. But if you where to really think about then the mere existence of there being a sky is the sky “doing something” because the sky is, well being the sky, and if you want to go deeper into it then you could even say that a color does nothing at all. But really a color is a color so how could a color not be “doing something” if the color is busy being a color. Also wouldn’t you say that the mere act of “doing nothing” is actually really “doing something” because your “doing nothing” so I guess if one has to use the word does, doing, do. Then you or the object is obviously “doing something” because every time one “does nothing” they practice the art of “doing” which is an action word. So can one not be “doing” But I guess if one wanted to really be a smart ass they could say one could never “do something” if they are dead. But however in fact if one is dead, then aren’t they still “doing something” because there “being dead” –keyword being, being is an action word as well- but lets not get me started on the word being.
Buzz* my cell phone vibrated in my hand. “We should hang out tonight, when your done doing nothing” Mary had replied back.
