Posted by Mikheil Jarvis on 5/26/2008, 10:07 am
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The scene opens looking at a cul-de-sac in a middle class neighborhood in the middle of nowhere suburbia. The night your average, the dogs of neighbors howling and barking for no other reason than to annoy their respective owners as they hold their holiday pool parties. The sound of yipping mutts and laughter interrupted by the sound of a large splash on this holiday weekend.
The sound not out of the ordinary as everybody was having their parties, pool parties, drinking parties, parties for no other reason than to get drunk and have a long weekend off from work. But the sound of this splash came from a home that was dark, and empty. No one home, and yet - a large splash. We dive in to the pool as we see a body, a man, not all that old yet here he is in the pool, not trying to swim just down in the deep end. The back of his body all we truly see. Well, the body is of course me.
I guess I'll elaborate a bit on just why I'm drowning in a pool that is just 7 feet deep. My name, is Mikheil Jarvis an I suppose you could say I've reached the end of my rope as it were. Frustration, insecurities and my mind constantly going and never stopping, I guess finally have got the best of me tonight, or maybe it's the amount of alcohol I've consumed that have brought me to a watery end. I have had what most could say as a alright life, but I'm one of those personalities that never settles of less than perfection. Aggravated easily by the most meaningless and childish of things, stuff that wouldn't bother most but it is what makes me who I am, a flawed human like everybody else.
We all have them, I just refuse to accept them for the most part. So here I am, taking it out on myself once again with a night where I've broken in to a home, and downed pretty much all the alcohol related items I could find in the damn house - including the last quarter bottle of rubbing alcohol! To say the least, I'm not in the right state of mind, I don't think I'm in the right country, must less the state. Maybe the same hemisphere but that's about as close as we're getting tonight.
While I'm just kind of waiting for my end, I must admit this is possibly the most peaceful I've been in a long time it's been ages since my body hasn't hurt and my brain has finally shut off... well for the most part, and that I can somewhat relax finally. Over-thinking; that's what this psychiatrist told me was my problem, too methodical, too detail oriented needed to take some pills and relax. Pills, the answer to everything in this damn ####ed up society.
Friend sent me to the guy, needless to say the guy got paid for an hour of work for telling me the shit that I already knew. Somebody needs to tell them the whole 'hearing it from another person's perspective' is not going to help everybody. Can't believe I paid that bastard, an as for the pills we'll just say they go really well with whatever wine that family had in there. I'm getting drowsy, I'm beginning to go numb, I think I'm finally going to end this affliction with perfection, this disease of never being able to shut off my brain and finally get some rest. My eyes are getting heavy, I think this time I'll finally be able to let go...
"Quick! Call 911!"
I knew it was too good to be true.
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OOC: Short, but it's a introduction to a story I'm hoping to keep evolving over the next several [insert a length of time here]. So, I'll apologize if it seems a bit abrupt but can't give all the story away in the first couple paragraphs. If you want more I can cook up another batch.
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