Jack was switching from a large white pill to a tiny orange pill. He had been told that his current medication wouldn’t be too kind to his kidneys, and frankly, he preferred potential mood swings to the inability to create normal bodily functions.
He sat down for a lunch of cheese and crackers and popped the little tablet into his mouth, washing it down with his can of coke. He could almost feel it fizzing into dust in his stomach.
Switching sides of the field. Switching partners ’round and ’round. Swapping. Swapping husbands. The clear circular bowl that harbors the keys of all the husbands there. Approach it and stick your hand into the metal claws, secretly hoping to get your husband. Or at least Jill’s.
switching lanes, switching friends, switching bodies, switching doctors, switching schools, switching towns. wanting to be switching with someone, right now.
there was this girl that had a twin they think that switching places was a great idea, they didnt believed that that switching could have a bad ending.
She turned, twisted, tilted
Until her eyes met the hole
Popped the cork through the gap
And made a line of froth across the carpet
Each bubble pierced by cat hair
Left on its way out
It seems as if you’re always
switching sides
the ball moves
from one end of the court
to the other
so quickly
My mind can’t keep up
Leaving me endlessly confused
At your always changing temperment
And your always switching sides.
I was switching phone services, from Verizon to Sprint, and the fucking management blew me off. They were being such idiots at Sprint, I never even switched over, and stuck with Verizon. A month later, they got the iPhone, the main reason I was switching to Sprint.
the light on and off. in between. stuck, transition. that’s what it was, that’s what he felt. he was stuck in between this place and the next, but, like a moth, fixated on the light; alternating between breat
switching, on, off.
on, off. light, dark.
Hot, cold. You say one thing
one minute, something else the next.
switching beds and girls and
heartbeats.
they’re twitching curtains
and watching our
lives flash past in
a mist of mystery,
a flood of tears.
Suddenly, the answer hit me like a frying pan in the face. They had been switching places! That’s why Laurie and Sam had both claimed they were at the cafe during the murder. They had switched shifts and not changed it on the shift schedule. So now the question was, who was telling the truth and who was the murderer?
As the magician sat switching the cups around and making us guess which cup the penny was under I rolled my eyes and sighed. Had I actually enjoyed this boring stuff as a kid?
Time zone a nd places. Another perspective on life and it’s charming nothing like yourself the way it is how we’re you to have known what it’s like for her? That was your mistake walking in her shoes but it was nice to know you’re not alone. Brains are good for switching and see through new eyes. It never happens but it’s always good when it does. No one expects it and they are selfish and sorry but once experienced its a life changer and you will never be the same. But it’s only for a moment it seems like. A moment. When worlds collide and there’s that spectacular flash of light and you finally see. Suddenly I see.
switching lanes, switching gender, switching items in a store to change sizes. Switch, swatch, swish, swosh. Changing, substituting, exchanging. Changing you mind, you id
Switching could mean anything really. Switching clothes, switching friends, switching seats in class…sometimes we are too busy switching and changing that we forget to be happy with what we already are. Sometimes switching leads to a better situation…sometimes it doesn’t.
switching. change. this is when you have something, then want another and ask for it. you probably wish you hadn’t though after. of switching a light on and off. light & dark. blah blah. switching.
I think about it somedays, what would it be like to switch lives with someone else? Would I enjoy it? Regret it? Would I totally forget about my old life? When I think about it, switching bodies could be P-R-E-T-T-Y sketchy…
i hate switching the lights off its so scary. i always leave the room before switching the lights off, just in case something pops out of the dark and scares me. when i was i child i never put the lights off and my parents would get very angry. now however i have devised a better stategy. night lights!
It’s only fair to know the other side
What they feel and know to be true
When the sound calls switch
And know too
It’s not your fault the way they are
How they live and let live and love
Only to help you’re there not to fx
The only thing to give is hope
Switching give you sight
To see how to hope
For light in your sorry situation
It’s only fair to know you’re not alone
Switching is a term used in technology which allows networks to switch to another server.
Switching is used at church when cameras are switched during live broadcasts.
Switching can mean getting a switch and swinging it around.
Hell is not somewhere you want to end up. In Hell, people always try to find something to judge you on, try to see through you to the bad. They only want to find your flaws and won’t even let you live because they refuse to forgive.
So let’s switch over to Heaven, and stay there.
Because in Heaven, people choose to see the best in you and don’t dwell on your mistakes. They put efforts into making you feel like a free spirit. They’ll welcome you, and won’t let you feel any guilt. Heaven is definetly the place where you want to end up.
well switching is all about changing what you don’t want with what you do want or visa versa, if you don’t want something there simply just switch it to what you do want. Everyone can do it.
OH so switching, The first thing i think about is switching roles with your friends. How would you be if you were like them and if they were like you? would you still be friends? I have no idea but switching feels like you arent comfortable with what you have,
switching from side to side, place to place, person to person. My life in a nut shell. What is wrong with me? why cant i just stay the same, don’t switch, and be happy with where I am at? Where my life is at. It is because of the change. I am an addict. I have an addiction to change.
switching is a weird concept. why switch what you already have. you were given that. why not be happy with it. i don’t get it. of course i switch things out all the time. like clothes. food. people. i don’t know, it’s weird to think of. don’t cha think? switching.
switching between states of consciousness is an interesting phenomena. While influenced by the outside world or our own thoughts it works through emotion or some other mechanism.
Switching bodies, switching places. A switch for a train that can mean life or death. The light switch which can illuminate all or put all into chaos. Switch hitting, I am verasitle, capable of more than you see. Change of pace, switch things up, try something new.
Switching, unswitching and reswitching things. And I couldn’t bear it any longer and so I left and shut the door behind me. My God, that girl was getting on my nerves.
I like to switch roles in my mind; pretend that I’m a Doctor working at a hospital, or pretend that I was a pilot flying an airplane over different continents.
switching back and forth between channels on her television, she got nothing but static. she pressed the “guide” button on her remote, but there were no channels listed. she tried to turn the television off, it gave no response. then, she unplugged it. Still nothing but a polar bear in a snowstorm on her tv. the static was getting louder. there was movement outside of the window. no one heard her scream.
switching off the tv before going to bed is often very hard. switching off means you actually have to move instead of nicely dozing on the sofa. Although dozing on the sofa is often bad for you, sometimes its better to just switch off the tv and leave.
everyone tells me that i’m “switching” genders. i’m not switching anything. i am who i am. i am becoming the person i am. i am not switching from girl to boy, hell, i’m not even a boy anyways. i am not anything. there is nothing to change but the minds of the people around me, and perhaps my wardrobe as well.
I’ve already written something about switching off. I often like switching off my brain at work so I don’t have to listen to the annoying barmaid who likes to talk AT me. But sometimes its hard switching back to I can be attentive to the customers. I hope this website switches to a different word soon, I think I’d enjoy writing about something else and switching over my mind,
I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to switch places with a famous person. I mean, I’m sure that their life would be difficult; what with all the people going after them and fawning over them, but I mean think about it; it’d be pretty awesome. I wonder what it would be like; switching places I mean.
walking thru the darkest forest I was trying my hardest to spot the imaginary leopard… the skillled lepard that was stalking me. I imagined switching places with my stalker … trying to behave as my enemy would. How would I stalk me? Would I be persistant or give up with boredom the more my prey played with me? Imagine how to save myself in a blind crisis…while suffering frost bite.
We have been switching from one to the other, staying there a while and changing our minds again the way children do about which parent they like the best. On one hand mom gave you chocolate yesterday but on the other dad took you to the park. On one hand we were in love but on the other we couldn’t stand the sight of each other.
After switching cars with his wife, Joe found nineteen dollars on Janna’s ash tray. He bought cigs with it. Three packs.
By vanhaydu URL on 06.11.2012
Jack was switching from a large white pill to a tiny orange pill. He had been told that his current medication wouldn’t be too kind to his kidneys, and frankly, he preferred potential mood swings to the inability to create normal bodily functions.
He sat down for a lunch of cheese and crackers and popped the little tablet into his mouth, washing it down with his can of coke. He could almost feel it fizzing into dust in his stomach.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 06.11.2012
Switching sides of the field. Switching partners ’round and ’round. Swapping. Swapping husbands. The clear circular bowl that harbors the keys of all the husbands there. Approach it and stick your hand into the metal claws, secretly hoping to get your husband. Or at least Jill’s.
By Lyndsay URL on 06.11.2012
switching lanes, switching friends, switching bodies, switching doctors, switching schools, switching towns. wanting to be switching with someone, right now.
By Nina on 06.11.2012
there was this girl that had a twin they think that switching places was a great idea, they didnt believed that that switching could have a bad ending.
By andypandi URL on 06.11.2012
switching a pair of shoes can be difficult. Especially when you want one shoe from two different pairs of shoes :)
By Verity McDonald on 06.11.2012
She turned, twisted, tilted
Until her eyes met the hole
Popped the cork through the gap
And made a line of froth across the carpet
Each bubble pierced by cat hair
Left on its way out
By gsk URL on 06.11.2012
It seems as if you’re always
switching sides
the ball moves
from one end of the court
to the other
so quickly
My mind can’t keep up
Leaving me endlessly confused
At your always changing temperment
And your always switching sides.
By Emily McNally on 06.11.2012
I was switching phone services, from Verizon to Sprint, and the fucking management blew me off. They were being such idiots at Sprint, I never even switched over, and stuck with Verizon. A month later, they got the iPhone, the main reason I was switching to Sprint.
By Maggie on 06.11.2012
the light on and off. in between. stuck, transition. that’s what it was, that’s what he felt. he was stuck in between this place and the next, but, like a moth, fixated on the light; alternating between breat
By Pam on 06.11.2012
switching, on, off.
on, off. light, dark.
Hot, cold. You say one thing
one minute, something else the next.
switching beds and girls and
heartbeats.
they’re twitching curtains
and watching our
lives flash past in
a mist of mystery,
a flood of tears.
By Kim URL on 06.11.2012
Suddenly, the answer hit me like a frying pan in the face. They had been switching places! That’s why Laurie and Sam had both claimed they were at the cafe during the murder. They had switched shifts and not changed it on the shift schedule. So now the question was, who was telling the truth and who was the murderer?
By Eileen Maki URL on 06.11.2012
As the magician sat switching the cups around and making us guess which cup the penny was under I rolled my eyes and sighed. Had I actually enjoyed this boring stuff as a kid?
By Linden Kirk on 06.11.2012
Time zone a nd places. Another perspective on life and it’s charming nothing like yourself the way it is how we’re you to have known what it’s like for her? That was your mistake walking in her shoes but it was nice to know you’re not alone. Brains are good for switching and see through new eyes. It never happens but it’s always good when it does. No one expects it and they are selfish and sorry but once experienced its a life changer and you will never be the same. But it’s only for a moment it seems like. A moment. When worlds collide and there’s that spectacular flash of light and you finally see. Suddenly I see.
By Chikamso Chukwu on 06.11.2012
switching lanes, switching gender, switching items in a store to change sizes. Switch, swatch, swish, swosh. Changing, substituting, exchanging. Changing you mind, you id
By Suzie on 06.11.2012
Switching could mean anything really. Switching clothes, switching friends, switching seats in class…sometimes we are too busy switching and changing that we forget to be happy with what we already are. Sometimes switching leads to a better situation…sometimes it doesn’t.
By Naomi Reid on 06.11.2012
switching. change. this is when you have something, then want another and ask for it. you probably wish you hadn’t though after. of switching a light on and off. light & dark. blah blah. switching.
By becka on 06.11.2012
I think about it somedays, what would it be like to switch lives with someone else? Would I enjoy it? Regret it? Would I totally forget about my old life? When I think about it, switching bodies could be P-R-E-T-T-Y sketchy…
By Charlie URL on 06.11.2012
i hate switching the lights off its so scary. i always leave the room before switching the lights off, just in case something pops out of the dark and scares me. when i was i child i never put the lights off and my parents would get very angry. now however i have devised a better stategy. night lights!
By tarini on 06.11.2012
It’s only fair to know the other side
What they feel and know to be true
When the sound calls switch
And know too
It’s not your fault the way they are
How they live and let live and love
Only to help you’re there not to fx
The only thing to give is hope
Switching give you sight
To see how to hope
For light in your sorry situation
It’s only fair to know you’re not alone
By Chikamso URL on 06.11.2012
Switching is a term used in technology which allows networks to switch to another server.
Switching is used at church when cameras are switched during live broadcasts.
Switching can mean getting a switch and swinging it around.
By ba on 06.11.2012
Hell is not somewhere you want to end up. In Hell, people always try to find something to judge you on, try to see through you to the bad. They only want to find your flaws and won’t even let you live because they refuse to forgive.
So let’s switch over to Heaven, and stay there.
Because in Heaven, people choose to see the best in you and don’t dwell on your mistakes. They put efforts into making you feel like a free spirit. They’ll welcome you, and won’t let you feel any guilt. Heaven is definetly the place where you want to end up.
By aliensdontwearhats URL on 06.11.2012
swictched at birth
switch on/0ff
switch places
switching
By jennifer on 06.11.2012
well switching is all about changing what you don’t want with what you do want or visa versa, if you don’t want something there simply just switch it to what you do want. Everyone can do it.
By Corey Dean URL on 06.11.2012
Switching is living everything breathing and burning. Switching is staying alive if staying is stagnating is dying. Light on. Light of.
By Filou on 06.11.2012
OH so switching, The first thing i think about is switching roles with your friends. How would you be if you were like them and if they were like you? would you still be friends? I have no idea but switching feels like you arent comfortable with what you have,
By Asia on 06.11.2012
switching from side to side, place to place, person to person. My life in a nut shell. What is wrong with me? why cant i just stay the same, don’t switch, and be happy with where I am at? Where my life is at. It is because of the change. I am an addict. I have an addiction to change.
By haley on 06.11.2012
Switching. Its a word that has no meaning but means more than humanity. But most things mean more than humanity.
By Tuck URL on 06.11.2012
switching is a weird concept. why switch what you already have. you were given that. why not be happy with it. i don’t get it. of course i switch things out all the time. like clothes. food. people. i don’t know, it’s weird to think of. don’t cha think? switching.
By Rachel Schuckman on 06.11.2012
switching between states of consciousness is an interesting phenomena. While influenced by the outside world or our own thoughts it works through emotion or some other mechanism.
By David on 06.11.2012
Switching bodies, switching places. A switch for a train that can mean life or death. The light switch which can illuminate all or put all into chaos. Switch hitting, I am verasitle, capable of more than you see. Change of pace, switch things up, try something new.
By Laurie URL on 06.11.2012
Switching, unswitching and reswitching things. And I couldn’t bear it any longer and so I left and shut the door behind me. My God, that girl was getting on my nerves.
By Laura URL on 06.11.2012
I like to switch roles in my mind; pretend that I’m a Doctor working at a hospital, or pretend that I was a pilot flying an airplane over different continents.
By Gina on 06.11.2012
switching back and forth between channels on her television, she got nothing but static. she pressed the “guide” button on her remote, but there were no channels listed. she tried to turn the television off, it gave no response. then, she unplugged it. Still nothing but a polar bear in a snowstorm on her tv. the static was getting louder. there was movement outside of the window. no one heard her scream.
By Tuck URL on 06.11.2012
switching off the tv before going to bed is often very hard. switching off means you actually have to move instead of nicely dozing on the sofa. Although dozing on the sofa is often bad for you, sometimes its better to just switch off the tv and leave.
By Hannah on 06.11.2012
everyone tells me that i’m “switching” genders. i’m not switching anything. i am who i am. i am becoming the person i am. i am not switching from girl to boy, hell, i’m not even a boy anyways. i am not anything. there is nothing to change but the minds of the people around me, and perhaps my wardrobe as well.
By Emerson on 06.11.2012
I’ve already written something about switching off. I often like switching off my brain at work so I don’t have to listen to the annoying barmaid who likes to talk AT me. But sometimes its hard switching back to I can be attentive to the customers. I hope this website switches to a different word soon, I think I’d enjoy writing about something else and switching over my mind,
By Hannah on 06.11.2012
I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to switch places with a famous person. I mean, I’m sure that their life would be difficult; what with all the people going after them and fawning over them, but I mean think about it; it’d be pretty awesome. I wonder what it would be like; switching places I mean.
By Logan on 06.11.2012
walking thru the darkest forest I was trying my hardest to spot the imaginary leopard… the skillled lepard that was stalking me. I imagined switching places with my stalker … trying to behave as my enemy would. How would I stalk me? Would I be persistant or give up with boredom the more my prey played with me? Imagine how to save myself in a blind crisis…while suffering frost bite.
By suzi on 06.11.2012
We have been switching from one to the other, staying there a while and changing our minds again the way children do about which parent they like the best. On one hand mom gave you chocolate yesterday but on the other dad took you to the park. On one hand we were in love but on the other we couldn’t stand the sight of each other.
By leaheline URL on 06.11.2012