THE BLACK CLOUD

Hey there sagacious reader.  Do you ever have the feeling that you are living under a black cloud?  That no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can never escape its shadow?  Well, my entire family is constantly under that very cloud.  Sometimes there is a 'partial clearing' and sometimes there is a 'torrential downpour'. Every once in a great while, and for a limited time only, there is sunshine. But this particular black cloud has a will of its own and hovers over whomever it deems worthy at the time. 

This phenomenon travels around the country stopping here and there to torment one family member or another. From the corn fields of the Midwest to the Pacific ocean and even to the Florida keys, it roams.  Seeking us out; toying with us. We are its personal play thing and like a spoiled child, it has no intention of letting go of its favorite toy - us!  And no matter where we may shelter, it finds us.  And gets its revenge.  I think it's alive; on a seek and destroy mission!  I don't know why. Personally, I think we're a bunch of swell people.  Most of us anyway.  But it shows no particular preference. Just goes after whoevers life is the brightest.  As soon as one of us is able to bask in the sunshine, another will run into troubles of one kind or another.

sheesh - zapped again

What the hell's up with that?  I think it may be a case of "the sins of the father" passed on, etc. So somewhere on our family tree there was a really bad seed.  And that seed fell on fertile ground and grew some nasty roots!  It's created havoc for all of us future generations.  (Gee, thanks ancient, unknown relative.) I wonder how long it will take to lift the "curse" of the black cloud.  How many generations must be sacrificed before it dissipates.  Hard to say. Guess it depends on the severity of the 'crime' of our 'bad seed' ancestor (jerk).  Any thoughts, oh sagacious ones? 

It would be nice to live without being zapped at the worst possible moments.  To enjoy life without waiting for the other shoe to drop.  To get out from under the black cloud. To live like normal people, even if the word normal doesn't quite fit us. We are, as a family, uniquely normal in our own way. Perhaps on the far end of normal but normal none the less. Just ask any of us.   

So there it is. We are constantly chased by our own (diabolical) personal black cloud.  And it is relentless.  And pissed off. And I don't think it's going anywhere anytime soon. Obviously it's the price we pay for -- for what?  Don't know. And the 'bad seed' ain't talkin. 

And to this nasty black cloud that persecutes me and mine and to any black clouds that may be hovering over you and yours with evil intentions in mind, I say BITE ME!