Candy sat next the Billy a thousand, maybe a million times over the course of their…friendship? No, not friendship. They grew up together. To Candy, Billy was not so much a friend, but more an ‘accessory.’ Much like that familiar key ring, or that comfortable sweatshirt that just always seemed to be there.
But today, for no reason at all, when he nudged her with his elbow as he had done a thousand, maybe a million times, she grabbed his face and kissed him.
As the reality of the situation began to sink in, Bertrum realized two things almost immediately. One, there would be no time for all the witty retorts he had so carefully prepared for this moment. And two, there would be no good explanation for the lederhosen.
The far too distant sun rose to reveal a bleak and barren landscape. Marcus squinted into the icy wind, dreading another day in the cold, where he seemed to do nothing but work to live. Yes, he supposed, in the grand scheme of things, there was reason for his existence, but he couldn’t grasp it. And being a penguin, the options to make meaningful changes to his life and the way he lived it were few and fleeting.
Today was supposed to be one of the most important days of his life.
He planned everything to the minute, yet now, for reasons he could not explain, he held two socks in his hands which clearly did not match.
It was all he had now.
And the crushing realization was that there was no time to alter the plan lest the whole house of cards come tumbling down.
So he drew a deep breath, slid the socks on and forged ahead.
For after all, that is who he was.
The JEFFWORKS - It's all in the mind 