Sitting under the
thundering sky that lights my book as cars pass by, all I can say is that I
could sit here forever. As it starts to turn dark, I work out in my head where
to run if it starts to pour and there i have a drop on my sentence. Dogs and
people run for shelter and few like me stare up before ducking.
Packed my book and
followed the dog. I do trust him more than anyone on two legs, won’t take me
anywhere i don’t want to be.
And false
alarm, the clouds were playing the only April fool’s prank they probably know.
I step out to look for a ride for the
dog won’t take me home. It just wants to lick itself. *silly boy*
So,out
again amidst the staring eyeballs.
Wait, is a
girl with a book that strange or do they like my hair this way? I probably would
never know the answer to THAT (finger quotes).
Well, stare on.
I go back to
reading but it’s strangely hypnotizing as I read the same sentence over and
over and still don’t seem to know what it means. That usually happens, when I have a
backlog of things in my head to sort.
I do have
some decisions to make, huge at this point of life and long pending by this
time of the year. There’s no way it’s letting me enjoy a read.If a book can’t
do it, nothing else can.
So I shut the book to finally think.
Heart rate
rising slowly in resonance with the winds as I ask myself things…and,
HOnK POnK!!
Got a ride
to catch!
{see Ted in
a cloud saying ,’’ You see kid, the universe has a plan.. And that plan is
always in motion.”}
I nod once
and hop on.
Just as I finish
writing this, i have made that one decision that sorts everything else and that
is, to Hop On the long waiting ride, for it’s time to be Home.
