Meta-Mundane

by Ian

"So now that you're out of class, you're gonna join IMAS, right?" Kyle said.

"Uh yeah!" I lied. What was I going to write? What mundane things had I done recently in my life of constant excitement, of hot cars and fast women? My mind raced frantically. Breakfast... no, breakfast had the exploding Cheerios incident... shower... no, because there was that deal with the grape juice coming out of the shower head... The shadow of failure descended upon me. What was I going to write? What was I... How... My vision grew dim. I felt faint.

"Make it as long or as short as you want," Kyle said.

The darkness cleared from my sight. Suddenly my path seemed very clear.