Slugs world

It was just an ordinary day without much happening I was bored even boring. I did so little on such an ordinary day.

I went and did the usual things in the garden made a little mould and sat down and laughed. A slug world is full of self-interest and laughter. When one is squashed to death then one multiplies.

Nothing doing sums I multiply myself. It is so easy. Is it not to behave so well towards this fluff of a slug? Everything comes my way. I am well-mannered and well catered for leaves all around the garden so munch away.

I have a multitude of sins. I am lazy it is awkward this is why I am almost certainly in the dark crawling and doing the good works.

I am not mean I just do not like think indulge in another point of view. It takes my time from munching and doing the multiplying.

Life is hectic for a slug you see if someone wants to crawl and get inside my skin then they are liable to meet with opposition. I am sorry but I do not mince matters.

My sharp tongue comes into orbit and I am indulging in a fight. I love to fight.

I did not mean to be mad. The medication was not working properly I had ingested poison and the flies in the house had died.

I do not know why they did such an awful thing my food supply was over and done with. Until I went out and sourced the material for food.

I fancy myself as lucky.

I could ingest and get poisoned and die for good and the world would it have made them happy?

Of course not they would have missed me.

Because I am irresistible. I am such as one can't find in the world. Someone laughed out loud. It was not why would they?

Look I have star quality.

All of them went to the windowsill and died as if they were flies. I laughed again.

I am such an ordeal not to know. Because I have a ton of lettuce to eat and not the flies I must remember not to eat them. But they would taste so good. Missed eating them.

I had been trying to do a degree and the words were hopelessly muddled. I was not getting the credits, and was tired and was thinking too much.

I went with my big books and my glasses and saw the head slug.

That was so unlucky because I was lost within the world of credits and did not like the course. I should have done farming. Beavering away had not done me credit.

I had done architecture. It was too late to change the subject. I had built a molehill. Next to me lived a mole and we did not get it together. She said I made her life hell as I did nothing all day and she liked herself to keep busy.

The thing is to be real I and disliked as much as I am makes me the dishonest slug. I am not a slug ready to turn. I had a nervous shake. I sneeze constantly.

Makes the world rocket.

Nature was beckoning to me. I so liked nature and disliked the stuffy drawings of old buildings. Please make me a remarkable slug.

I who have not multiplied in an age sent away packing for being sluggish.

I went shopping and did not care why I had to buy groceries, I reminded myself. I had to because my mind was preoccupied. Feeding in the garden did not amount to a varied diet.

So many things to be doing as I was doing stuff like I was normal. Like everyone else, I was consistently not included in the social invites. I did nothing wrong and did not rob anyone and the decision to make me an outcast hit so hard. as I upset everybody.

“A disaster,”

“A disgrace,”

“We live in the 21st century when everything is about the time and doing the right thing in the right order,”

Motions of fat that is what it is.

"Discrimination."

"Describe to me your symptoms of discrimination."

"I am not included."

"You are like everyone else. But smaller,"

I did not mind but continued on my lonely journey.

My parents were considered with sympathy I was odd their only child such an odd character.

My only thought was some sort of reptile. A reptile is the one to go for they eat us and we are consumed and can multiply. Someone told me. I want to find out why it is such a pleasure.

I want to be liked and that is what it is about to like and be liked and then I can have the shits. My interior monologues are getting me down nobody answers me.

"I am not being coarse."

I am this and I am that it is making me nervous.

My parents have moved to another house.

The relief from the world of condemnation. I went shopping and the cashier was worn out. She said she disliked slugs for some reason I did not like her attitude and complained. Now I am banned from the shop.

“Take that slug from my face,”

But the customer is always right.

Not in the slugs world. This is the worst day of my life no shopping expeditions as that stupid cashier said my money did not matter.

She is someone important as I saw her carrying on with the owner I do not think she is more attractive than I.

But the manager or owner prefers her scent. She said I was moving at a sluggish pace and her queue was up and she asked to be excused from serving such a slug.

I dropped my handbag.

Sheer rage gripped me.

The cashier looked on interested and when she saw I had nothing but the contents she lost interest.

"See no money except a minute card. Also a cad." She added for good measure.

I was going to pretend to be someone important went out and came back with many leaves. I went back into the queue and there was an upheaval as the security guard came and someone fainted.

The worry of being queuing for many minutes had done for her. The ambulance was called and they carted her limp figure out.

I did not understand why everyone was looking at me I had not done anything at all.

I had not much on me a pocketbook a poker face and something called a loyalty card. I snapped the loyalty cards left right and center the cashier disliked my presence and buzzed.

I waited all day and the cashier still refused to serve me. I went into endless queues as this did not appear to her as normal she closed one till went for a break and then came to find me patiently waiting for her.

I was the last customer before she closed. I did nothing I lingered and lingered ingesting her fear she wanted to go home I jeered, did she?

I made a sudden move and she called the guard.

Life is so unfair.

I was taking out my money. She called again saying I had a weapon. I got angry.

She had nothing to do with it she said I made a sudden move that upset her. I just want to go home to my family she said.

I went home with my supplies since the pandemic nothing made sense. I lived in a situation as if time was nowhere.

In the sluggish world, I am queen.