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I kept waking up last night. There was this darn train effect going on and on. Somewhere in my mind, I knew it was the wind. But it was so loud. Constant noise. Another part of my brain, kept waking me up with ‘what ifs’. Like what if one of those lovely trees you insisted upon keeping, does you the favor of falling on the house? What if a big branch lands on the truck? What if the recycle bin your SO insisted wouldn’t blow away is in the next state by now?
Thoughts are things you say to yourself in your head. Ever try to explain that concept to a little kid after they’ve blurted out something really embarrassing?
The other day we were sitting in a restaurant, just minding our own business. A little one, using his outdoor voice, wondered why Dad was putting weed killer on the dog.
There is the friend who spams me with jokes. She counts that as keeping in touch. Then my SO wonders why I don’t call her to go out and do things…
The librarian who couldn’t be more pleasant and helpful. I like that she likes here job enough to care.
The sister of a friend, who when you have a conversation with her, gives you her undivided attention. She really listens, enough that she remembers it the next time you talk.
The guy who’s beard has taken over his face, but some how makes you feel that you are the most interesting creature he’s come across in a long time. But yet seems puzzled when young girls behind the counter give him extra food and a giggle.
Ciao
Thoughts of an Old Fart 