popcorn

i tried microwave popcorn. I failed? So i put in another box and watched it closely. Two minutes later i had a full bowl of perfect fluffy popcorn. I then served it to three slightly drunk individuals munch away discussing plastic surgery, mmm i wandered why am i sitting amongst the flying fuck langauge laced with vodka and whiskey. Oh yes i feel numbed by my own coctail of anti psychotics. So on the table lies my popcorn surrounded by my mommy slowly sipping trying to get out of an argument with my uncle spitting out my popcorn as he argues 'am i wrong or am i right?' who cares..? My subdued second uncle calmly repeating 'who cares, who cares' reaching for another drink. I cant help but say 'do i have to listen to this shit', 'welcome to the real world' . Yes yes welcome to real world boys and girls, welcome indeed. I will silently sit here hand to mouth with my snack . Observing. Just observing, accepting this reality. My reality right now is that i am part me and part out of me. I shall enjoy my fluffy salty, perfectly white popcorn. Life is delicious.