Human Bean

Lingering on the couch with a thought flittering through her mind. Not talking to anyone. Spongebob reruns blast from the tv. Louder than necessary, but soothing enough to sleep to. The purple blanket wrappend securely around her keeps the heat from her body trapped. A greenhouse effect around her own tiny planet. Maybe not so tiny. She hasn't been working out like she should.
Tonight she will go. Feel the sweat drip down her. If only this couch wasn't so comfortable. It would be way easier to function then. What surrounds her? Walls...all different angles. Flower posters on the wall in front of her. Some kind of passion she picked up from her mother. Her mom. What a wonderful human being.
Whenever she thought about the word human being... she thought it sounded like human BEAN. A big lima bean walking around this way and that...lost in a world of things that were fleshy and kept trying to eat it. Was she that bean? Did she relate to it?
Speaking of bean...she was hungry. Not for beans though. She hated eated beans, green beans, refried beans, lima beans, kidney beans... Maybe becase they were all distant relatives of hers...or maybe because she heard they make people fart. She hated farting too.
Her boyfriend would fart a lot. It had been gross at first but now she just laughed. They were just part of who he is. And she loved who he is. Loved...loves. How is it that when thinking she put it into past tense. Maybe because he was gone. Was he a bean? Or was he trying to eat her... A funny sexual image popped into her mind and she giggled to herself.
Maybe she should get up and turn on the light. Do something with herself for a change. She was a bum today. Not like yesterday as much...yesterday she had gone to work and classes. Last night though had not been fun. She hated car alarms sounding constantly. It made her murdereous.
Murder...was she capable? She would like to think NOT. But sometimes she felt like maybe it would be possible to take someone life and be ok with it. She would not want to do it all the time, but sometimes she just wanted to hurt someone. That wasn't right. Lima beans don't hurt people. They feed people.
There with the Lima bean again. Ha ha. It made her giggle. Such a funny image. She should be one for halloween but nope. She was going to go with a sexy baseball player outfit. mmmm Sexy. Something she longed to be and rarely pulled off. Maybe because of the bean status? She was not shaped badly...smaller-ish chest, tall, an hourglass type of figure... but not drastically so.
She needed to work out. She needed to pull herself off this damn couch that held her like a bowl does lima beans and she needed to get out in the world and DO something.
Instead she got her computer and wrote in her blog. Smiling the whole time and thinking about human Beans.