Writing Prompt Idiot Style

 

Naughty man standing in front of the "Beware Volcano" sign.
So I am storing my writing prompts from a group I am in here on this mostly abandoned blog. I don't know why I participate in the group because the leader a) cannot spell in the age of Spellchecker, and b) his base of knowledge about life in general is simply shoddy. However I'm not sure which one of us is truly idiotic, him for his multitude of significant flaws, or myself for being a member of his group.

Today his exercise involved going outside and writing about what you see, old school style on a notebook with a pen. First of all, I struggle with balance and would surely face plant right onto the cold hard surface of the side walk just from juggling a notebook, pen and cane. Not happening. 

Add into this very awful scenario the fact that I am currently in a three star hotel in the industrial section of San Jose, Costa Rica, overlooking the John Deere warehouse. Plus for crazy ironic giggles check this out - Poas Volcano, a mere 17 miles away, is erupting. It has been spewing out ash and smoke for the roughly three weeks I've been here. There is falling ash everywhere and sulfurous air abounds. It coats everything with a fine gray grit. 

So I'm staying here, cozy in my low rent bolt hole, writing about silly insignificant things in between my husband's cancer treatments. I am merely okay right now, but I have been short circuiting out from the stress of what my husband is going through because I love him dearly. Weird tattoos from the radiation therapy and all. Pesky ways and all. Man child nature and all. And all.

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