The orbit.

Have you ever seen something as simple as a gum wrapper fall off a bench and get caught in a cobweb and spin around the bench? Everyone looks at it in amazement, but they still know what’s going on, it just got caught in the cobweb and span around a few times, but then it spins even more, even faster and even more consistently and you start to have second thoughts on what the gum wrapper was actually doing; I know I did. Watching the piece of gum spin around the metal pole that came out of the ground and was bolted to the bench made me think that something much worse was happening than it just being stuck on the cobweb that it was actually stuck on. Right now there is a huge green underline on this Microsoft Word page underlining the previous sentence, it says that I should consider reversing the previous, large sentence, but surely if I reversed it the little bit of sense that it makes would be diminished and make even less sense, wouldn’t it?

Back to the gum wrapper, I actually thought that there was more going on than a cobweb spinning it around, I mean I thought it was the cobweb at first but after the seventh spin around I was thinking that surely the cobweb would have ran out of cobweb to keep spinning it around, and that is when I realised the truth. It was quite clear to me that the pole coming out of the ground was extracting the orbit of earth, centralising it around the pole and the gum wrapper was the only, or first thing caught in it. Tallulah was looking at the wrapper well before I was, but I think she just saw the cobweb as a cobweb, not seeing the same thing that I was seeing.

The orbit of the pole continued to the degree where I was scared if there was any orbit left in earth, I mean it seemed as though the earth wasn’t even travelling around the sun like all the other planets and soon one of the orbiting planets would hit earth soon and it would be the end of the world, I mean could you imagine if Mars orbited into us? We would be pretty much fucked I reckon. Andrew walked over to the pole sticking out of the ground, flicked the gum wrapper over, away from the orbit, but he did so without hesitation. What if the orbit pulled him into the vortex and he started flying around the pole, he is much bigger than the gum wrapper was, and what if he started to orbit at the same distance away from the pole as the gum wrapper was, he probably would have been killed.

When I told Tallulah about what was happening with the orbit, she thought I was fucking retarded. Like she actually thought I was fucked in the head or something, but the amount of spins that it went through, surely the cobweb would have ran out of spins, and I was just thinking that maybe the orbit was a possibility, but she really made me feel like I had severe mental problems. It was then when I realised that Tallulah looked exactly like Sonic the Hedgehog, and that making her my second best friend was the best idea I had ever had. I mean I was just thinking about how happy I am that Sam and Tallulah are like, my new friends, but she bloody looks like Sonic, just so happy.

Although I normally don’t have a message at the end of these blogs, and although I didn’t even try to make this one have a message, the message here is a simple one. Don’t litter, or your litter might start its own orbit around some pole on a bench and destroy the earth; you have been warned.