En este momento, en un lugar del espacio...

At this moment, somewhere in the Universe...

There's a kid who nearly forgot to write his bi-weekly blog for his AP English Language & Composition class. At 9:33 P.M. EST he finally finds the time to get off his lazy butt and type in the web address of the blog site. He doesn't even have to finish the word blog before it pops up in his recurring sites. He clicks on it. He checks to see what the assignment he thinks is next is. Not that it matters now anyway, it seems that as long as he posts something coherent that it gets him his points. He think's he's about halfway done with his word limit, and goes to check it out. He finds out he still has around 50 words left to write, so he begins to write about the blog, and how he nearly forgot about it this week. Good thing that alarm on his phone went off a few hours ago.

Oh wait, that's me.

Not as easy as it looked...

At this very moment,
somewhere in the universe... someone smiles. Someone laughs. Someone is with a
large group of friends and happier than they've been in a long time. They're
talking and gossiping and enjoying life. Somewhere else someone frowns. Someone
cries. Someone hasn't seen his or her friends in weeks and is lonelier than
they've ever been. Someone is depressed and considering taking their own life.
Somewhere else, someone saves another. They are rescuing that person and keeping
them alive. Somewhere else still, someone cannot be rescued. Someone dies.
Somewhere, someone rejoices while someone else grieves. Someone sleeps while
someone else wakes. Someone is being born as someone slips away. At this very
moment, someone embraces while another rejects. Someone walks while another
drives. Someone sings while another loses their voice. Someone thinks while
another acts. Someone wins and someone loses. Someone talks while another listens.
Someone makes a wish while another dashes a hope. Everywhere, time goes on and
life goes with it.

At this moment

At this moment, the blog schedule is confusing the @$%# out of me. The rest of the class has forgotten about the blog. People everywhere are getting ready to start their Sunday night homework routine. Someone just remembered about a huge project or paper they have due the next day. Someone is still grieving about their brackets. Someone is burning a couch because Kentucky made it to the Final Four. Someone is contemplating the universe. Someone is having a heated political debate on Facebook. Someone is late for an important meeting. Someone just became a father. Someone just dropped their phone. Someone is having ‘Happy Birthday’ sung to them. Someone is sitting in jail and regretting their actions. Someone is fighting the urge to smoke another cigarette. Someone just accidentally sent an embarrassing text to the wrong person. Someone is giving an inspirational speech. Someone is jamming out to their favorite song. Someone is fighting for their life.

At this very moment.

Right now a young couple is buying their tickets to see The Hunger Games at their local movie theatre. They are trying to make the difficult decision between candy, popcorn, or maybe they will choose both. Now they walk in to the theatre. They find the seats that best suit them - towards the back, on the left side. They get settled in. Before they know it, the movie is starting and the theatre is strangely quiet. Every so often they reach for a bite of popcorn and take a sip of soda. The boy looks down the aisle to see who else is there. The girl thinks he is eyeing the girl a few seats down. Tension arises between the two of them. The movie progresses and the plot thickens. The credits roll. All of the lights come back on. They look at each other and then quickly look away. Another end to another day.

At this moment, someone else is listening to a weird mix of eighties music and Coldplay on Spotify. Someone is writing about me writing this about them. Someone is desperately trying to figure out something else to say, because they’ve got nothing else to say. Someone is thinking that it’s kind of boring that the exact same things are happening in two different universes, but they’re too lazy and/or tired to think up something else. Going along this same line of thought, someone is just getting off of a long three-day weekend and has no desire to do anything. Someone just wrote a sub-par paragraph for some weird essay bracket thing. Someone just had to retype a few sentences because they read over them and they made no sense. In a larger picture, someone’s world is possibly standing at the verge of catastrophe. And someone just needs one more word.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

At htis very moment right now omeone is watching the Kansas vs. Purdue game. The thought of this is driving me nuts because i waited so long to do my blog that i am missing out on this moment. Apparently there's 2 minutes left and 10 seed Purdue is up on 2 seed Kansas. This would be another big bracket buster to a lot of people and would be awesome to see. Right now someone is praying to God that Purdue will win just to see the underdog win, to see the unexpected, and to see a small Cinderella story. It's what March Madness is all about, and I'm missing out on it but not for long. In a minute I will be able to become one of those who is out watching this game, pulling for an upset. Soon I will become just like many others out there. Soon I will be writing about myself, while not writing at all. Crazy? More like madness.

At This Moment...

Shaquille O' Neal misses another free throw. Dwight Howard regrets staying in Orlando. A republican has an affair. A democrat criticizes that republican for having an affair. A doctor gives a false diagnosis. A doctor calls his patient telling them they don't have cancer, just acute psoriasis. A patient opens a mal-practice suit against their physician for a false diagnosis. An Indian falls victim to a seven-eleven joke. Unfortunately, that very Indian actually does own a seven-eleven gas station. A sink malfunctions. Charlie Sheen is winning. A woman is looking out of a window. A man several feet below is using binoculars to watch her in the window, getting a kick out of it. A drink is poured. It is Dos Equis. The most interesting man in the world drinks it. He doesn't always drink beer, but when he does, it's Dos Equis. Purdue beats Kansas. I drink my tears when I realize that my bracket has gone to dogs. Aqeel informs me the game isn't over. Now I wonder why I savored the taste of my tears. Jay-Z has a daughter. Correction, Jay-Z DOESN'T have 99 problems, now he has 100. Just another moment, just another day.