another very short story and glimpses of the New Dwelling
‘People seem to be terribly preoccupied with themselves these days,’ Manneke says out loud, ‘obsessed even.’
‘That has always been the case,’ she utters, half under her breath as she is busy sweeping up the mess the dog has made under the table.
Something he has chosen not to notice.
Not hearing a word she has said, as is often the case, he continues his monologue: ‘They are forever shouting at one other “Look at Me, Look At Me!” in all manner of ways. I mean look at all these social media, you tell me what’s social about them?’
‘Hmm hmm,’ she acquiesces.
‘We are all, each and everyone of us, the centre of our own insignificant drama!’ Manneke exclaims and holds his arms up as if to mark the urgency of his own train of thought.
‘Yés, ’ she replies emphatically, and finally he looks at her, as if for the first time in a long while actually seeing her.
He sighs, dropping his arms by his sides and looks down at himself, asking ‘Me too?’
She nods and answers ‘Me too.’
© saskia van herwaarden
I had loads of fun making the New Dwelling, the RainBow Stairs and Fourposter bed especially, not to mention the kitchen cupboard, I hope you have fun too as you wander through the house, thanks for dropping by