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November 9, 2006

Tanya: Metamorphosis

Today has been a Kafkaesque nightmare. Yet I awoke with not a carapace and six legs, but a hairy snout and cloven hooves. I fled my apartment, in fear that my landlord would find me, but was quickly captured.

I found myself here, after being transported wretchedly, and now the locals are attempting to welcome me. They push me toward a depression in the ground, a pit with a stench like the bowels of hell.

When I will not go willingly, they force me. I cringe, resisting, as my hooves sink into the filth, and yet… suddenly everything seems wonderful.

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Comments

Damn your classical education.

Posted by: Stacy at November 9, 2006 1:48 PM · Permalink

Well, it's supposed to sound Kafka-ishly pretentious, but the metaphor itself? Not so much.

Posted by: Tanya at November 9, 2006 2:24 PM · Permalink

You can lead a horse to water...?

Posted by: Stacy at November 9, 2006 2:40 PM · Permalink

"Cloven..." Sigh. I tired.

Posted by: Stacy at November 9, 2006 2:43 PM · Permalink

Oink.

I'm glad I'm not the only one.

Posted by: Tanya at November 9, 2006 7:19 PM · Permalink