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A Conversation with Cyn

cyn·i·cal [sin-i-kuhl]

1. like or characteristic of a cynic; distrusting or disparaging the motives of others.
2. showing contempt for accepted standards of honesty or morality by one’s actions, esp. by actions that exploit the scruples of others.
3. bitterly or sneeringly distrustful, contemptuous, or pessimistic.

Okay, I’ll be honest, I am more than likely a self-proclaimed schizophrenic due to the mass amount of conversations that take place within the walls of my head between myself and the little voice we’ll just call Cyn. Often times, it’s humorous to listen to, other times its sad, or maybe even depressing; but, never the less, it is definitely entertaining. So I thought I might let you in on the conversation in a little piece I call, “A Conversation with Cyn.”

Cyn: Knock, knock…

Me: Busy! Go away.

Cyn: Well, don’t be such a party-pooper. Here, I will just finish it for you. Knock, Knock. Who’s there? Interrupting cow. Interrupting cow who…

Me: Please don’t finish that…

Cyn: MOO!

Me: joke!

Cyn: Well, now that I have your attention. I want to ask you a question.

Me:

Cyn: Good, you’re listening. So, I was thinking the other day…which means you were thinking the other day…and I was wondering, do you think that everything is going to work out?

Me: What do you mean?

Cyn: What do you mean, “What do you mean?” You’ve been there. You’ve experienced it, too. You know what has been taking place. Life has stunk lately. Instead of lemons for lemonade, life has handed us … pomegranates and asked us to make a steak dinner.

Me: Steak dinner? Pomegranates? What are you  talking about?

Cyn: Look, you know and I both know that the past few months have been very difficult emotionally, financially, spiritually, and mentally. This is serious. The whole world is caving in on us, which I would guess is normal by this point. Shouldn’t we be freaking out?

Me: Well, sure. It’s hard, but we’ll make it through it. And by the way, mentally, I’m doing fine.

Cyn: Really!?! Is that why you are having conversations with yourself?

Me:

Cyn: Now, I’m not trying to be a Debbie Downer or anything, but I just don’t see any light at the end of the tunnel. You said there would be a light at the end of the tunnel, but  where’s the light? Are we even in a tunnel? Is it a cave? It’s dark! I hear the echo of my voice. And, I may be a little scared, too! Maybe, a lot scared.

Me: Okay, settle down. Sure, we can’t see a light, and maybe the tunnel is dark. But it’s only temporary. We’ll make it through it.

Cyn: Something just touched my leg! I don’t think we are alone…

Me: Okay, you’re over reacting. The world is caving in on us. We’re just in a dark place right now, but it won’t be dark for long. We’ll get through this! Look, just hold my hand and I will walk you through this.

Cyn: I am holding your hand…ain’t I?

Me: I’m over here.

Cyn: Oh no

Me: Look, I know that it is going to work out. It has to. And you freaking out isn’t helping. You’re starting to freak me out too, and you’re making it very hard to stay focused. So, just take a deep breath and relax. We’ll see the light soon.

Cyn: <breathes in> What’s that smell? Did you fart?

Me: No!

Cyn: Look, just accept the fact that it isn’t going to work out. We need to push the red button, the “Do Not Push” button. We should be at Def-Con Red! Emergency! Emergency!

Me: Okay, see that is what I am talking about. It’s not an emergency. Yeah, it’s dark and we’re scared but everything is going to be okay. My dad told me, “Take heart.” You know, just hold on. And we have to trust that.

Cyn: Did you hear that? Could it be a ghost! Maybe it was Ole’ Nessy! Maybe it was a leprechaun! Oh no, what if it was a leprechaun? I’m so scared.

Me: Wait, I see something up ahead. It kinda looks like there’s light up ahead. Come on, let’s go.

Cyn: It’s probably a train. Wait, what if it’s a train? Maybe we should stay here and wait for someone to come get us.

Me: You want to stay here with the leprechaun?

Cyn: So you admit it, there IS a leprechaun!?! I think I just peed a little…

Me: Look, you’re a big boy. Either stay here and wait for someone, or you can come with me and let’s check out what’s up ahead.

Cyn: Stay here with the leprechaun? No way. This is my only pair of underwear. I’ll take my chances with the train.

Me: Now, see that wasn’t a hard decision. Here, hold my hand and we’ll do this together.

Cyn: I though I was already holding your hand…ain’t I?

Me: No, I’m over here.

Cyn: Help…

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  1. Harlan
    September 28, 2010 at 8:04 pm

    Sounds familiar….like an almost Moonbirds song maybe. 😉

  2. curtisdavidthomas
    September 29, 2010 at 6:39 pm

    Moonbirds? Who are they? Sounds like a band with a “One Hit Wonder.”

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