Parts of Me - A Storybook

Elbows
It will be a quiet day today I think, Vickie pondered to herself, after the ordeal yesterday with an orthopaedic surgeon, who attempted to straighten her arm. "Are you sure it won't straighten" he said, attempting it anyway. "Did you tell him I won't straighten?" Said the elbow. "Yes of course I did" said Vickie, "but he tried it anyway." "Well that's why you are sore today. I told you I didn't like it when you do that. Look I'm just trying to hold it together" replied the elbow. Vickie sighed. "Well, because you decided to grow new bone all over and because you are severely arthritic, I'm getting you partially removed." "What!?" Exclaimed the elbow. "Don't have a sore head about it elbow, it's happening. In fact, it's the sore ridiculous looking radial head that's getting the chop." "Oh, that's alright" replied the elbow "I never liked him."

Life Road

Don't you think life is just one big road? Or a series of roads... long, short, uphill, downhill, winding. A spaghetti weave of roads where some will intersect and even merge. Perhaps they all merge. Or perhaps they merge at the conclusion of a decision to go this way or that way. Perhaps they are all connected to one another and we are just oblivious of that fact... otherwise we would have just kept going straight. Except for those adrenalin junkies who like the thrill of the ride. I call them crazy.

But then... arent we all... just... a little bit crazy? Or are we normal travelling along life's crazy road? And what pray tell, is THIS road I'm on now? I know it's life... but just who's life is it?