Right-wing politicians at the federal, state, and local levels, MAGA supporters, QAnon followers, book banners, radical pro-lifers, white supremacists, racists, Christian nationalist, antisemites, and those who would allow democracy in America to fail in order to make way for an autocratic, fascist, Christian fundamentalist theocracy, the Supreme Court, right-wing judges, Fox News, white-washers of history, the Proud Boys, the Oath Keepers, gun nuts, Bible thumpers, far-right and well-armed militia groups, and the beat goes on.
I’m not going to name names, but you know who I’m talking about.
It’s November 27, 2022. Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).
Today’s word is “anxiety.”
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My wife was feeling very anxious
And to put it mildly
She was acting quite wildly
The latest news was getting her down
She told me she wished to feel better
And I knew just how to nourish her
I got in my car and drove to town
I went to the nearest pot dispensary
And bought her a cannabis-infused marshmallow
And now she is full of energy
While also strangely feeling quite mellow
Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (wildly), Just Jot it January (wish), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (nourish), MMA Storytime (dispensary), Your Daily Word Prompt (energy), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (mellow).
My stomach hurts
I have indigestion
My head aches
My vision is blurry
I can’t sleep
I’ve lost my appetite
Will this waking nightmare ever end?
I feel like I am going crazy
I don’t know how much longer I can take it
I want this to be over
I need this to be over
The presidential election is one week from today
Seven days from now
“Okay, okay,” Daniel said, “I admit that I have this idiosyncrasy about using a public restroom to take a dump. Before I go in to do my business, I have to make sure that the restroom is unoccupied. Only then will I feel okay about using it.”
Todd was having a hard time controlling his laughter. “Seriously?” he asked. “How did this phobia come about?”
“It started in high school,” Daniel explained. “I was having a bad case of diarrhea and ran into the boys’ room just in time to let it rip. It was really loud and unbelievably stinky. Unfortunately there were a few of my classmates in the boys’ room at the time and they heard and smelled it all. From that point forward through high school I was called ‘Stinky Blowhard.’ So the lesson I learned that day was to never take a dump with witnesses present.”
“And even though you’ve been out of high school for 20 years, you’re still upset by that?” Todd asked.
“Yeah,” Daniel said. “So bear with me and stand guard outside the door. If you encounter anyone who wants to use the restroom, tell them it’s out of order.”
Todd shook his head. “Whatever. Just be quick about it.
Written for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (idiosyncrasy), Ragtag Daily Prompt (unoccupied), Word of the Day Challenge (laughter), The Daily Spur (lesson), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (encounter).