This is not the beginning of a writing day that I was thinking that I would have.
But here it is, in the final hour of the morning just starting to write.
So I'll be heading straight to Paraveedun now.
Or the In Between actually, where Joseph Perris is lost, alone and afraid for his life.
I struggled to my feet and stood there quietly looking for a place to hide behind while I slowly gathered up my courage, such as it was.
But first I had to grow accustomed to the darkness of the In Between where hungry dragons lived. And God only knew how long that would take. Or if I'd even have that time before the hungry dragons came.
Was this where I was going to die?
It was then though that out of the darklness a ligth appeared, first as a point over yonder, floating in the air as if it was beckoning me to walk towards it, not by any sound that it made, but by though in my head.
How could I resist such an invitation?
To do anything else would have been to have surrendered my life and I wasn't about to do that.
I was going to continue fighting my life, no matter how bad it looked.
So I stumbled towards the light as the thunder quieted, which should have been a good thing. But it didn't feel good. It felt like the quiet before the storm.
And as I did, my heart beat fast and I wondered how long it would be before the beating of my heart slowed. If it didn't how was I to survive?
God, how could I have been so stupid as to have fallen away from her when she was so worthy clinging to? Her personality was no good reason.
I'm writing in the 3rd, with the fate of the week at stake as I started this final 3rd of the week with the 3rd up by 279 words, which is more than I wanted it to be.
Though it was only that low because I passed on the writing in yesterday's 3rd.
So don't expect me to be writing that much in this one.
I just want to help my cause in reach a field because I've accepted that this will be one of the least productive weeks of the year.
I had a late lunch on a Pizza Friday.
Was that stupid?
Wait, the Montreal Canadiens had a heck of a first period and scored two goals to take a 2-0 lead into the second on a power play, where they've already scored once?
Yes, that was the first period.
But games are 60 minutes long and there are two more periods, or more, ugh, at this point.
So the Habvs have to keep that in mind more than the fact that start this period up by two.
3-0 would be effing great Habs!
And just like that, it is 3-0.
But there's plenty of time to play.
Keep playing like this Habs and you'll win more than a single period.
Was there a score?
I can neither conform nor deny.
Rather, I don't want to confirm or deny.
Make of that what you will.
All you need to know is that there's lots of time to play.
There's still 25 minutes and 10 seconds left to play in regulation and whatever the score is, if you're not watching the game or aware of the score, there's more than enough time for lots of scoring.
And if it was against, that would be enough to anger me.
Or make me sad past a certain point.
So long as the Habs remember that games are sixty minutes long and play well, there's no reason for that.
I'm feeling a little more nervous right now.
Go Habs go!
They scored another two goals in the 2nd so it's 4-0 Montreal but 4-0 is not insurmountable so they have to play like it's 3-0 and they need that safety goal.
Yes, even with a goalie like Carey Price, the game is not salted away.
And the Flyers are on the power play to begin the 3rd.
So play the next twenty like the first forty!
The light continued to remain out of reach as I continued to stumble towards it like I couldn't force myself upright which was disconcerting as I wondered if I had hurt myself worse than I had imagined.
And being alone, with no help forthcoming as there was no sign of Mervaeda coming back for me. Unless she couldn't, which I didn't buy, but the fact is, I was alone and possibly hurt as I waited for dragons to come and find me certain sure that they would.
No matter what the light was, which was still staying beyond my reach.
The game is long from over, even though the score is well in favour of the Habs, I've written enough this quarter with the 4th trailing so I'm going to call it here.
I'm sorry Leafs' fans, but I don't miss your presence in the playoffs, I do wish the Oilers were playing though because that that would be cool.
Though they could have made a run at the Cup and if they played their best, would be a good pick for winning it.
But they got bounced out by the Blackhawks and will have to wait until next year to have a chnace at ending their drought which is 29 seasons long,
Though they have been to the Finals more recently than the Habs.
Wait, I can't seriously be mentioning the Habs and Stanley Cup Finals in the same breath can I?
Hey, they're one of 16 teams. That's all I'm saying.
And no one, least of all the haterz, can deny that isn't the truth.
I don't feel like going out tonight and certainly won't before I write another 650 words as of the last count which is going to require some writing because I'm also no feeling the drive to write that many words.
The St. Louis Blues have forced overtime on the Vancouver Canucks and the Cnaucks' fans are pissed as they are anti-ref today.
I was thinking that that was a high stick but it's less of a concern since it went off another player.
It's 1 vs 12 or 2 vs 11 anymore, it's 1 vs 8 and 2 vs 7 okay?
The first set of games were play in games, not the playoffs.
Right?
That's gonna bother me each time I hear that.
And if the Habs are 12th, then the Flyers are 4th.
But that doesn't occur to them I'm sure.
The Canucks won. And it didn't take that long to win which si good.
Well done Canucks for striking back after the disappointment of the goal in the final seconds of the game.
It's a slog.
I still have 5 rows to harvest and it's closing in on the bottom of the fifth hour of the final quarter, on the day where the 4th has to have the lead at the end of it or I'll be irked and how.
But I'm not worried, I'm going to do this, even if it takes me to the end of the day.
After all, I haven't been back to Paraveedun and I am back to feeling it.
Yeah, I'm not going out tonight. The 4th must win as it has won all the weeks of this new decade.
Maybe I'll go out tomorrow Oh yeah, I will Durh.
“Stop! I can't go on anymore you stupid floating light!. If you want me to follow you, you have to make me well.” I shouted at it like it was a thing that could hear and obey me which was a stupid thought, not that I cared as I fell to my knees and wondered when I'd have the strength to stand up, let alone run if those dragons came, which they were sure to and soon.
Much to my surprise, it stopped and just hovered there, almost as if it was studying me, maybe even detemining if I was worth saving.
I of course knew that I was worth such a saving.
Suddenly, there a was a huge clap of thunder! Followed by a strike of lightning that felt very close.
My god, they were going to be here any moment, weren't they?
And here I was, able to move as fast as an old man with a bum leg. This was not at all good.
Another clap of thunder sounded, followed by another strike of lightning and I knew that they were going to be here any moment and I had no way of escaping.
I was going to die.
And the blasted light was going to float there as it happened. Though really it would have sense to float away and watch me die from a safe distance.
“Are you happy light? I'm going to die and I know that you could have done something about it, even if I couldn't do it the same way that you wanted me to, that's no excuse to let me die.” I screamed at it again, thinking the same thing as I had before. Clearly I was wrong.
Wow, I'm just going to give the win to the 4th because I took the writing to the final minutes of the week.
And by just, I mean like by fewer than 20 words, which has got to be the narrowest margin of victory.
The Dallas Stars and Calgary Flames are tied in the second period and at the end of the day, they are the only Canadian based team that hasn't won.
And they have shown that they are able to win against the Stars.