ITS LONELY AT THE TOP Acrylic on Lazy Suzan. © Nov 23rd 2011. By Leighton kelly when i was told i won the lottery i naturally thought it was the best thing in the universe and for one full day rubbed my hands together in anticipation of a fortunate windfall. instead i found myself pulled from the spirit world quite abruptly and pushed violently thru a very small grapefruit sized hole and into this baffling world. as you may imagine the experience was incredibly traumatic as i was nearly the size of a large watermelon at the time.  this caused me to repress my memory of anything before said experience. it was a strange time in the beginning and i only learned to walk again at the end of the first year.  it took me longer to regain the ability of speech and i still have no recollection of what my name was or anything of my past before the “incident”.  luckily, i have only heard and do not remember not being able to control my bodily functions. it would have only added insult to injury. after 30 something years of rehabilitation i have found solace in my new life and have grown to feel quite attached even tho the veil of my mysterious past haunts me to this day.  needless to say, i have never trusted the lottery system and have a healthy suspicion of anything which promises something for nothing. still, i will probably throw my chip in the bowl in the end anyway as its the only game in town and we can afford to pace ourselves. after all, we got till infinity so we might as well enjoy it.

ITS LONELY AT THE TOP

Acrylic on Lazy Suzan. © Nov 23rd 2011. By Leighton kelly

  • when i was told i won the lottery i naturally thought it was the best thing in the universe and for one full day rubbed my hands together in anticipation of a fortunate windfall. instead i found myself pulled from the spirit world quite abruptly and pushed violently thru a very small grapefruit sized hole and into this baffling world. as you may imagine the experience was incredibly traumatic as i was nearly the size of a large watermelon at the time.  this caused me to repress my memory of anything before said experience. it was a strange time in the beginning and i only learned to walk again at the end of the first year.  it took me longer to regain the ability of speech and i still have no recollection of what my name was or anything of my past before the “incident”.  luckily, i have only heard and do not remember not being able to control my bodily functions. it would have only added insult to injury. after 30 something years of rehabilitation i have found solace in my new life and have grown to feel quite attached even tho the veil of my mysterious past haunts me to this day.  needless to say, i have never trusted the lottery system and have a healthy suspicion of anything which promises something for nothing. still, i will probably throw my chip in the bowl in the end anyway as its the only game in town and we can afford to pace ourselves. after all, we got till infinity so we might as well enjoy it.