4:04? The last time I glanced at the clock it was 3:03 and the time before that 12:06 and before that 8:23. Simplicity called tonight. Sauteed chopped onions cooked away as I sipped a rare cup of tea, English breakfast. Ground beef was added, it's fat rendering while spice after spice was added. The tender hot meat, laid atop crunchy lettuce. That was all. A short nap with a dream of whiteness. Snow outside a cabin window. A fire roaring, three ladies laughing, sipping wine, while I cook something to nibble on. A loud slam and I jump. The all too familiar door. My new coffee pot. New coffee. New life? I open a fortune cookie and it tells me good news. I will find happiness, but internal or external?
Most people I know do not care about knowing the truth or facts, they only care about being the one who passes along information. I wonder if I could privately ask people why they use social media (honestly), what their reason would be. I don't think people without a sense of humor, realize how much fun the world can be. Even during the hard times. So many of us spend time thinking of mistakes and regrets, but if we really think about it, we've probably dodged more bullets than missed boats. You know when you sit by yourself reading, sipping some coffee or tea and you don't think about anything, but what you're doing? That!
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