Rainbow

I was in my happy place, sitting by a stream, surrounded by the wilderness. I loved nature. I was in it whenever I had time. Which, consequently, wasn’t as often as I’d have liked. There were birds singing, and the tree’s were swaying lazily in the wind. I let my hair fly around my face in the soft breeze, enjoying its gentle caress.

I smiled. I loved it here. To bad the good things in life never last more than five seconds.

A shiny, light blue horse with rainbow hair came out into the clearing. And that, right there, was the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. It just stared at me, and I could see that it had a cloud and rainbow on its thigh. And that’s when it hit me; I was dreaming. My little cousin had been over to my house for a few days, and all she ever wanted to do was play My Little Pony. I had played with those tiny toys for probably 12 hours over the short span of only three days. And this was what I got for it. Now I had Rainbow Dash standing right across from me, eating the cotton candy grass. Holy spumoni! Cotton candy grass? Oh, yeah now I remember. I watched Willie Wonka with her too… I have to find other things to do next time she comes over, lest I be stuck in these weird dreams again. But maybe I should just stop eating pickles right before I go to bed. I don’t know.

Then, quite suddenly, I wasn’t in a meadow anymore, I was in my house. Except it wasn’t my house. One of those random, twisted, dream rules, you know? Sometimes you knew that something was something else. Even when it wasn’t. The two candidates for this year’s presidential election were juggling, and standing on their heads. One of them even had a big, red clown nose. Yeesh. I really need to stop reading all the articles about who’s who in this years election, while I’m also trying to read the comics. What can say? I’m a multitasker. And then the democrat got up on a stage that appeared out of nowhere, and began to sing, in a perfect impression of Elvis Presley.

“The warden threw a party in the county jail! The prison band was there and they began to wail.”

“The band was jumpin and the joint began to swing. You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing. Lets rock, everybody, lets rock. Everybody in the whole cell block, was dancin’ to the jailhouse rock.

I opened my eyes and found myself looking up at my dull, boring white ceiling. My iHome continued to play the song, and I let it finish while I was getting dressed. It didn’t take me very long to pick out an outfit, because I knew what I had to wear. Something warm. I pulled the sweater over my head and pressed the reset button on the alarm.

I walked over to the bathroom, and after doing the necessities, stood on the scale.

The digital numbers flashed 124.

I wasn’t always happy with my looks. I thought my gold hair and pale complexion were a little dull. Most people said the contrary though. They said I looked like a model or something. And I’d promised myself that I was not going to be classified under the model category. Models were too skinny. And I was a little bit on the thin side. So, in a weak attempt to balance out the universe, I stopped and bought half a dozen donut holes on the way to my work. Sure, there was probably a better, and certainly more healthy, way to go about extracting my revenge. But I was too impatient to look for it. Besides, I love donuts. And nothing seems to affect me much, food wise anyway.


Twenty minutes later, I pulled up into the parking of Petco. I put the uniform vest on and headed inside.

“Hey, Anna!” Someone called my name.

I turned to see that it was Harry, another employee.

“I’m sure glad you’re here! We just got a new delivery of dog food that we need to sort.” He continued in his usual, happy way.

I’d hoped to be able to spend a little times with the rodents today. But upon seeing all the work that had to be done, I figured that that probably wasn’t going to happen. Instead of hanging out with cute fluffy animals, I was going to be hauling really heavy Purina bags all day. Joy.