Collision Course

Chapter 10: The Amawesome Buddies

I'm convinced that everything good always comes to an end earlier than we'd like it to. Sure it should logical like yeah, of course everything good comes to an end duh. That's how life works.

But I'm saying that you never really realize what a good thing is until it's gone and then you're like, well damn I didn't want that to end.  It seems strange to think about it but it's true. Every time things seem to be going just dandy some idiot has to tip the scale from the rainbows, sunshine, and unicorn side to the rain clouds, trolls, and slow walking people side.

I know what you're thinking, slow walking people? What? But really, people that walk slow when there's a ton of other people so you have a whole sidewalk full of slow walkers and you're walking fast and there's nothing you can do but mimic them and walk slow. It's like a bad case of slow dominos.

Anyways, good things always come to an end. Common nature. Sure things may seem like they're good for a while, and they might be, but eventually they'll end. Good things may be stretched out over a long period of time but soon enough something bad, or untimely, will happen to diminish your good mood.

Got a happy and cheerful kid that loves to spend time with you, wait till they hit their teen years. Got a bowl of cookie dough ice cream, wait till you eat it all or it melts in the sun. Having an absolutely astounding day with no worries or drama just fun with your friends, wait until a spin-off Kardashian shows up to make everything about her.

Maybe I sound a little harsh and negative with my whole 'good things never last' idea but at least that's my life. I think I'm having a good time until I'm reminded of a time I'd rather forget. I'm eating the best ice cream possibly ever made, cookie dough by the way, and it decides to melt while I'm holding it. I'm having a rather fantastic night at a part and my ride decides to ditch me and it ends up as the worst night of my life.

Is it me? Maybe it's me. I'm probably just prone to bad luck, and a pessimistic gene. Or maybe I'm too busy caught up in the negatives to notice the small positives after the bad things. Hmmm... nope don't see any. Must be the genes.

We are wearing a nice pair of jeggings today.

I know right! They're so comfortable.

G-wait. When did you get here?

I don't know. I'm in your head, how am I supposed to know.

I... good point.

How many of us are there?

I don't know.

How the hell am I supposed to know?

Alright, chill. We get it, Miss Alpha. God.

I swear to-ughhh. I'm getting sidetracked.

Sometimes I wonder if I have mental issues and then I'm like, oh wait, I do. I suppose I'd still be alright if all my friends left me. I'd still have the weird voices in my head, unless if they'd leave me too... doubt it.

That's cause we're in your head, stupid.

Yeah, I think I'm stuck with them. I'm sure a time will come when there's some kind of disastrous turn of events that happen in a coordinated time and the world will be thrown into chaos, and I'll be sitting on my couch talking to myself. A big hole would go through the side of the wall and I'd return to attention for a moment and question what happened, before my conscience would answer and I'd talk to myself again. A never ending cycle of crazy.

That's basically what just happened as soon as those 12 words exited the Kardashian's mouth.

Our table went silent, not a single word of chatter rang through the air. I guess it's not that bad considering we only had four of us at the table.