Linda's Sister, Lydia, was in the house. In that bed. With him. After her first test outside of the comfort zone of marriage, she acknowledges the faux-illusion that the past generation has placed upon society. Norms. Rules. Habits. Ticks. Things that we are all to do at a given time in a given place. Be your label! Stay in your place! The kitchen? Shee-it, really. Is that all she is? But the commercials told me to do it. Its what mother did. So is it what the sister does. Being all perky and perfect. Hunted down to become the husbands trophy. Lukas? Larry? Lewis? Lawrence? Lucky, no he just had a good aim and a wallet. But the greenbacks are gone. Mowed down like the stereotypical lawn in the desert. Those kind of absurdities. We are in the now. And the now is here to break free from the social castes that keep us comfortable, or in a sense or normalcy. Normalcy?
What the hell is normalcy?

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