Midnight Thoughts

Are you ever wide awake in the middle of the night when you know you should be sleeping, but you can’t sleep because your mind is just racing with all the problems you have on a daily? Then out of the blue in the midst of all those important thoughts, something nonrelevant pops into your head. Like something that happened to you when you were in elementary school. That seems to happen to me a lot. Like just the other night or morning, I’m not really sure but I know it was dark out and everyone else was asleep; I was listening to my mediation music with my eyes closed just listening to the relaxing sounds, then a memory of something that happened when I was in the fifth grade came flooding back. This wasn’t something fun or exciting, nope, it was gross. But there it was right there in my head. The memory of when this boy in my class, let’s call him Jimmy, just to save face, had his head facing down with his head in his hands. I thought he was crying or that he had a really bad headache. I kept looking at him and even asked him if he was fine. But there he sat, holding his head, no words, no sounds. Just there.

I remember looking around to see if anyone else was looking at him as well. Sure enough, there were two others looking straight at him as well. We all looked at each other then again at him. Still no movements from Jimmy at all whatsoever.

Then I saw it! My eyes widened as it slowly slid out. There it was, bright but light green, slithering its way out of his face. The longest and biggest booger I had ever seen in my life. Why he just sat there and did nothing I will never know. But he did. As I looked at it in total and utter shock, so did my other two classmates. I then whispered very loudly somebody get him a tissue. Another kid had some and gave a hand full of tissue. Jimmy finally moved as the tissues were tossed to him on his desk.

He not so quickly grabbed the tissues and hugged at his ginormous booger with all the tissue that was given to him. It was almost fluorescent in color, it was gross but for some reason, I couldn’t stop looking at it. It was almost alive, it looked like something out of one of those old horror movies from the '70s. Like it had a mind of its own and it wanted out of its original home, his brain, and wanted to look for a new host.

Maybe Jimmy didn’t have enough brain cells for the bright green booger monster to eat and it was time for the sluggish beast to slither along. I don’t know but it was something that I have never seen again. Nor do I want to.

It’s memories like this that seem to pop into my mind at the most outrageous times. I am not even trying to remember them. Such little unimportant thoughts, yet there they still are in my mind. I know I am not the only one this happens to. But damn are my memories dumb and pointless. They even make me laugh out loud at the dumbest times as well and all by myself. I’m just glad no one is around to hear me or see me laughing like an idiot. People would either think I’m crazy or laugh along because they know exactly why I’m laughing.

No matter what, I just wish my mind would do what it is supposed to be doing at those random hours and just sleep with absolutely no thoughts at all.