Two Paragraph Stories, Blogs, Jottings & Gags (2)
from the ebook Two Paragraph Stories, Blogs, Jottings & Gags by Alan Ewing
Two Paragraph Story
Insomnia
Sleep was difficult to come by at the best of times for William. Counting sheep was tantamount to OCD on insomnia. He had once been prescribed sleeping pills, though his GP withdrew them for fear of addiction. That made matters worse for William had got used to their soothing effect when he took to his pillow.
Sunday nights in particular were bad as William’s brain would go into overdrive thinking about the new week ahead in work. The week ahead contained great tests of his character and his ability to work with others. Tossing and turning were interspersed with trips to the kitchen for snacks and milk, followed by trips to the toilet. Finally, he got to sleep. Five minutes later the alarm clock rang out loudly.
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William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116
Firstly, Sonnet 116 itself, a slow absorption of the words, followed by a second reading, then read my paragraphs below, then returning to the Sonnet, as the rhythm of the language flows as you get used to it:
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.
Outside of the Bible then Shakespeare is the ultimate writer about the sheer nature of love. In Shakespeare this is romantic love, whereas The New Testament deals primarily with general love. Sonnet 116 is about the stability of true love. A marriage indeed. One in which the lovers can face every trial that life may bring, every test that fate might throw into their path. Love does not change in the face of such change, else it is not true love. Love is like a fixed star that is immovable.
Time cannot affect love if it is true. For it grows within time. Shakespeare is telling us that fickle fancies will also not interfere with the course of true love. When it is entwined then it is rooted in such a way as to be the foundation stone of life itself. Companionship, friendship and loyalty are enshrined within it, through good times and bad. Love can conquer every hardship, even when all seems lost, and is the most powerful force that we ever encounter in our lives, when it is true. If not, says Shakespeare, then he, The Bard, was never a writer.
Jotting
Hot Water Bottle
I've been hanging on to my hot water bottle
It really resists the cost of living throttle
It keeps me warm under the covers
I don't need no lovers
I just love my hot water bottle
Gag
Oh yes, yes, she cried out in bed, “this is the best it has ever been”, as she looked over Rory’s shoulder at her favourite tv programme.
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