the blue speck (unfinished)

So I walked out of my house today after literally falling out of bed (a bunk bed) and as I stepped into Freddy's Corner Grocer, I noticed a strange squishy substance almost congealed on the floor.  I figured it was just a piece of chewing gum that little Federico had spit out during closing the night before.  As I walked to the register a shiny blue glitter beamed through my retina, but I shrugged it off as another reflective surface one may find in any candy aisle.  On the corner of the street while drinking orange juice I looked directly ahead at the pedestrian crossing sign and saw a little blue speck peaking out of the boxy woman's square purse.

I continued to walk down the sidewalk and fixed my gaze to the rhythmic cycling of the little boy on the tricycle.  It was a bedazzled first bike, complete with streamers on the handlebars and a fresh red paint job.  The blue speck peaked out of the handlebar and climbed onto the sidewalk, hiding itself between a piece of glass and a Reese's wrapper in the crack.  It then leaped quickly from the cement to the No Parking Anytime sign and cozied itself to the inside of the letter O.  I stared at it inquisitively, wondering if this blue speck could really find any nesting comfort in a two-dimensional letter O.

The speck then passed me in the window of the maroon car, with something like a tongue sticking out of its sliver of a mouth.  It was starting to get personal.  I had to take action.