The Unseen Gardener

Unseen Garden'er's

What does it mean to begin...
Continue like always.

I pulled up in my car blue Toyota, checked my phone according to his phone he had been asleep for hours. But of course I follow the protocol I'm a good gardener after all been doing this for almost twenty years now, I sent the text, how's it going to Kevin I received the confirmation text a few minutes later ,going good. Nice no issues tonight things sure have gotten easier since the old days.
I casually walk up to the door put in my key
Giving it a turn I think back for a second to those self turning ones they had when I first started, those were so nice, but HQ thought they were too much of a liability.
The door opens a little creeky dude needs to oil those hinges more, the cat comes to great me such a friendly animal, closeing the door behind me, I go upstairs
Dudes sleeping with his mouth wide open
Hehehe he's practically begging for a bit of gardening.
Taking the pieces out of my pockets I assembled my equipment it's outdated
But I have a lot of good memories with it the new ones take up less space than a phone. The way it changes shape really freaks me out so I passed on the upgrade
Rather use ol faithful here. Placing the mask on his face I fed the tube through, seemed to be sliding just fine the equipment clicked that oh so familiar click, that's what the new stuff is missing, my equipment just got that special something hehe old idiot like I am,
I know that the brain prefers what has positive associations with nostalgia
It's practically a drug, and it'll only get worse as I get older. The device gives out a little static as it does what ever it does really Been doing this so long that the question hasn't resurfaced in months
When I first started out it was practically everything I thought about the way the body twitched when the equipment turned on the way some peoples eyes opened suddenly then began wondering around the room the faint fizzing sounds it made,
It feels natural and beautiful to me now.
Probably because of the treatment I
Receive thinking back to those early days I was so numb to it all, if anyone of those people ever woke up took out the tube and asked me how I got there I probably couldn't answer I might have even walked away with out even saying anything , the mist felt thicker back then.
That dream that began everything my equipment appeared on my bed that morning so I began my gardening
It's hard to believe It's been twenty years sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder who is that and then I remember oh yes if its a mirror I suppose it's me.
Most days I feel like a passenger on a train watching the world go by rather than however... Oh looks like my gardening is done, taking off the equipment separating and placing it in my pockets I look around everything is just how it was when I first got there I walk out just as I had come time to go home.