scratchpad: session ii

sad blue doll wakes up day after day after day to work for corporate america helping rich people get richer while everyday on her way to work she sees the poor homeless needy people getting no better and repetition leads to the awareness of futility and banality and mediocrity of life that makes no sense to her until one day she starts to ponder how she will ever discover purpose and meaning in her life when an idea dawns upon her just a thought unsure but promising in how she sees reads and hears stories of people reinventing and picking themselves up with renewed vigor following a near death experience which is a thought that sits in the back of her head once occurred but not resurfacing till an awakening realization a climax through an event so simple clear yet concise and indisputably tragic that her course becomes apparent and under a grey cloudy sky with steady hands sad blue doll picks up the instrument and takes the plunge in ever so gently and carefully scared that it might be too much yet relieved at the anticipation of possible escape or understanding and she winces in pain as eyes closed and reopen in a sea of faded white..

hrm.. dunno if that counts as stream of consciousness or freewriting but hey it kinda seemed to work for me..