Thursday, March 2, 2017

Things I Think In A Blink



Do I seem placid to you?



I hike through windy, bending trees, stop for coffee and watch a cardinal flash red around the bird feeder.


But it's a mess inside.


Screw you bright sunshine and randy wind. My mind, my health. How long have I got?


He stood behind us at the bar with a martini watching UConn shootin' hoops. You know, life is about three things, really, he said. Your health, your relationships, and your money.


His statement is a boulder in my head.



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Did you see the little carrot farm she planted in her hummus? We grabbed our seats after break, passing her desk and snack, getting back to Real Estate Practices, Chapter 12.


Reaching over, I drew a frowny face on his notebook. He drew a dick in my eye.


We saw you two writing little love notes, she said.

Oh, that wasn't love, I said. That was a sad face, and notes like: my boobs hurt.


Ha! Must be pms!



She was close.