The day started like everyother day in this nieghborhood, me...at home...alone...staring blanky out my one window in my one bedroom apartment at Finch Pointe. My names AJ or atleast that's what everybody calls me. My REAL NAME is Antigone'Jose` Jacobby. A horriable name right? See my father liked the name Antigone and my mother liked the name Jose`. They thought it would be funny to combine the names into one gaint name which as fate would have it, became my name. Only one problem...I'm not laughing. Thus the begining of AJ.
Sometimes whatching the clouds can be so time consuming. I can watch the clouds for hours somedays. Espically at the begining of September when the sky's always jumbled with clouds. So many clouds,so many toughts. Have you ever looked at the clouds moving in the sky and suddenly began to feel smaller than an ant? I know that feeling all to well. Imagine, the same clouds that I'm staring at are the same clouds that everyone else see's. It makes me wonder how can I be important if only I see me. Thoughts like this usuallly remind me of the unaviodable truth. I AM ALONE AND COMPLETELY INVISABLE TO THE WORLD.
Two trucks plowing down the street scatter my thoughts. My eyes shift from clouds to loud, disrupptive, obnoxiuos trucks. I lose sight of the first one as in turns behind the diner. The other one gets stuck in the round-about. I never really understood the purpose of that round-about. But I guess like me, it has no purpose.
