A Blog About Punching People In the Face

I build a fire

In Thoughts by Tyson on November 14, 2011 at 1:32 pm

Mr. Tyson is staying in a large apartment that overlooks the city. It has three bedrooms, five bathrooms, a maid’s quarters, two fireplaces, a library and a jacuzzi. At night he wanders the apartment for hours, going from room to room, stopping in each for a time and wondering how he got there.

Mr. Tyson quit drinking some time ago. Normally, instead of haunting his quarters, he would drink. This would ease the angst inside, and the feeling of not knowing what to do with it. But now his present madness leaks out in the form of a mindless shuffling.

Tonight Mr. Tyson will build a giant fire in his fireplace. He is ordinarily quite stingy with his fires, believing that he should save his logs for a day when he might really need them. Tonight, however, he has thrown them all in and sits beside the flames with the faint realization that the real reason why he rarely lights a fire is because he is terrified that hewill spend it all — that it will all burn, burn, burn until there is nothing left, and he will have to go to sleep.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: