Letters to the Universe… The Calm Edition

Dear Chicken Pad Thai,
After my initial shock of finding that Google had announced to the entire world what I was having for my tea on Wednesday, I must say that I really enjoyed eating you. Devouring you is a more apparent phrase, as you were delicious. I was a little surprised to find that you contained peanuts, as these are something I try my best to avoid, but even they were really nice – they added a nice crunch to the noodles, together with the lovely veg. And I felt nice and fulfilled afterwards, which is always a nice feeling after eating something good.
Thank you.

Dear The News,
I would just like to say that since I have stopped watching you, I have felt over a hundred times better within myself. I don’t miss you at all, although on occasions I find myself trying to slip back into my old habit of ‘just having a look to see what’s going on’. I resist, obviously, because feeling better within myself far outweighs the constant negativity you brainwash us with hour after hour. I hope more people follow my lead, and then, maybe, you may start to pull your socks up and give the true and balanced reports rather than your one-sided half stories.

Dear Light Garland,
I know I’ve had you for a while and have never used you, but since the bulb went in my lamp the other week (and I haven’t had time to buy a replacement yet!) I decided to give you a go. I draped you over the mirror, as you know, and the light you give out is so relaxing I wish that I’d used you sooner. I do have one complaint, though… you are highlighting just how dusty the mirror is – two more jobs now on the to-do list! But, being nice and relaxed, all I will say is ‘all in good time’!

Dear Fellow Drivers,
You really are trying to frustrate me, aren’t you? With your erratic manoeuvres and impatient honking all the time – you’d think nobody else had anywhere to go. We all have a destination to reach, and would get there a lot better if you just calmed down a little. Calm down dear! Stop watching the news, or drape a relaxing light garland over a mirror. You’ll soon be feeling better. Mind you, with your impatience, soon may be pushing it a little.

Dear Throat,
I’m sorry you are feeling a little under the weather, but I am doing my best to make you feel better. There are only so many painkillers and lozenges I can take, so could you meet me halfway? I’m not nagging – I know it isn’t the best when you are feeling unwell – but we all have a job to do. Doing what we do Feeling Good gets the job done better… but we always do our best. Even you.

Dear The Weather,
You haven’t half turned chilly over the past couple of days. With you, however, the mornings have been wonderful (ignoring the defrosting of the car part). The only problem is, you are making more people use their cars – and therefore making them run late due to their own defrosting. And then, the traffic builds up, and then… well, the impatience starts to show. I refer you to a previous letter in this post (Dear Fellow Drivers). But thank you for a wonderful photo opportunity, which I will use at the end of today’s post. It is most relaxing.

Dear The Word Bobsy-Die,
What a fun word you are to describe making a commotion. Obviously, you aren’t a fitting word to be in a post based around remaining calm, as you seem to indicate the exact opposite. That said, I popped you into the on-line thesaurus to see what other words, and then words with opposite meanings, were brought back. I wasn’t expecting the question ‘did you mean babysit?’ to appear. That gave me a chuckle.

Dear The Early Hours,
How nice it is to wake sometimes, where all is still and quiet. Nothing is moving, not even a mouse. The only sound is my breathing, in a nice, relaxed, and calm rhythm. I must admit, however, that with everything being so relaxing and quiet, I don’t tend to notice you for that long. Sorry about that.

Dear The Word Rhythm,
Why are you so difficult to spell? Why, when you look to me like you should be correct as ‘ryhthym’, ‘rythym’, ‘ryhthm’ and ‘rhythym’, can you not be spelt any of these ways? At least then it won’t take me five attempts to get you right. Still, you are a nice word to stumble over, so I’m not complaining.

And Finally, Dear The Weekend,
I’m not complaining that you are around again. Certainly not! Could I just ask that this weekend, you provide plenty of time to relax, chill out and just be? A nice slow pace is in order, and a lovely, restful and long weekend. I wish that to all reading this letter as well!

Thank you for reading.

P.S. As promised in my letter to the weather earlier, here is the photo I mentioned:

Well, with sunbeams caressing the slowly rising mist from the Lake, whilst a gull saunters merrily below, I just had to take this photo. It was a tad chilly, mind!

23 thoughts on “Letters to the Universe… The Calm Edition

  1. Thank you! I don’t get along with the spelling of the word rhythm either. It just doesn’t make sense the way it is spelled. So there! Bobsy-Die is a cute word and easy to spell. It will be a fun word for me to use in my whacky poetry.

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  2. Oh Tom..this post had me grinning and giggling too! Loved each and every letter..but the one to the drivers..that..I can so relate to! I’m glad you enjoyed the Pad Thai! Asian food is really yummy-licious!! And thank you for sharing that gorgeous photo..it looks very surreal!

    Oh, and the letter to the News…spot on!

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    • Thanks, Shree. Yes, drivers, unfortunately, tend to spoil a nice journey. And I feel they are getting worse. So I make sure I drive better, just to annoy them all the more! Hehehe! 😀


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