I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared as this night I
walked into Blockbuster. It looked like the Ghostbusters needed to come set
some ghost traps. There were stacks and stacks of DVDs piled up. I could barely
see a path to walk in the store. I know what you’re thinking, “Who goes to
Blockbuster when there is Netflix, Hulu, Red Box, On Demand…etc?” Someone that
needs to have something immediately. That’s who. I was stressed and there’s
only one thing that cured my stress: dancing. I was looking for 2 things: A
dancing video game for my Wii (the console in “Episode 2” was PS3..fyi) and From Justin to Kelly. Okay, so I saw no
one…What do you mean why am I renting From
Justin to Kelly? I don’t think that’s important to the story. Okay. Okay.
The opening dance, “The Luv (The Bounce)” is a diamond in a movie distracted by
Justin Guarini’s hair and Kelly Clarkson’s short-lived acting career. Ah!! My
A.D.D.! Okay, so I saw no one in the store. It was just me and the two TVs
playing movie trailers. “Hello? Is anyone here?” I asked like a slasher movie
victim. “The killer’s behind you,” I thought and I turned around quickly just
to make sure there wasn’t a killer. I’m smart. I assumed the clerk (or whatever
you call these people) was in the back doing something with movies or video
games. I decided to find what I needed myself. The video game was easy. I just
grabbed something that look like it would make me feel like, to quote Lil Mama:
“my lip gloss was popping,” while I
was dancing. I couldn’t determine if From
Justin to Kelly was in Comedy or Musicals. I don’t think it’s intentionally
funny though so I went to Musicals. This was difficult looking for a real
movie. I mean Netflix knows me. It makes suggestions so I don’t have to look
for a movie. “These are large genres, they should be narrowed down in this
store,” I thought. I tripped over a stack of DVDs and all the racks in the
store fell like dominoes. I panicked, jumped, and ran out of the store like a
roach that felt the light come on in the kitchen. Mission Failed. I was still
stressed. “Wait, I could just download From
Justin to Kelly off ITunes” I thought.
Why did I even go to Blockbuster? That was stupid. I bet no one was even
there working anyways. “Goodbye to
you, Blockbuster…From Michelle Branch.”
I meant it not this way but the tears just flow and my makeup smearing all the more, leaving behind that familiar filthy residue. I may have begun to drive myself away, dragging you down as well. But it's done, I've flipped the switch and now it's dark once more. How painful is the music to my ears, I can't stand to be alone in it, yet here I am again. I pray you fly back and safely and warmly to me, though I fear I've dug the grave too deeply. As the dirt shifts within my soul, I choke on those loving words I'd meant for you. All the fragments of light I see becoming smaller and I wish to be near you in your embrace that might make me feel the warmth I'm missing. And in reality, I doubt I'd breathe another breath without you. So come hither and quickly soothe my dying heart, you are the only cure I know. I cry and cry again, come hither to heal and love me. Come hither and help me dry my tears.
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