May 23, 2006 21:19
Probably a redundant fact, but it rained today.
I remember being anxious about many things - whether or not A will go ballistic on me for going crazy with his bank account, PCRs that refuse to work, doing too many crosswords, spending too much time mucking around.
"Let's go jump in mud puddles, SP."
I'm not six anymore.
But I remember peering through the blinds in the office, wanting, dying to be out, but a 6-page article sat on my desk, waiting for me to read it. If it had fully-functional legs, it would've stamped its foot with impatience.
Need to graduate. NEED TO GRADUATE.
I prepared more samples. I would've doubled my tests if I weren't persuaded to go home.
Later today, an e-mail came from a friend I have not talked to in a while. It read:
"When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
"When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets."
What are the odds?
Thank you for making sure I have enough fun at work. Let's jump in mud puddles the next time it rains. I promise.
friends