Thursday, March 31, 2005
As they stand by the cake, the ritual begins. "Oh I can't... the sugar... the calories... it does look good though... maybe just a small piece."
It's just a segue to "Why did I do that?"
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
As he leaves the office into the night, he sees that he's not the last one out. It makes him sad.
For the other guy or himself?
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Although he has the right to walk, the big truck seems more determined to cross.
He values his life more than his rights.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
As they look around the store she seems surprised. "It's like a ghost town in here!"
she exclaims. He enlightens her as to the cause. "Today's Easter."
You might say it's a Holy Ghost town.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
They bump heads in the park, literally. It's a fun game now. Watching them doesn't help me understand children...
...but it does help me understand some adults.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
As he reaches to lift himself up, his baggy pants refuse to go with. His SpongeBob underwear now out for the whole world to see.
It would seem so much more fitting if he were two, instead of 22.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
He stares intently out the window, back at a possum who didn't make it across the road. Mom stares intently at him in her rear view mirror.
A very big talk is on its way.
Monday, March 21, 2005
She's struggling enough as it is, in those boots not so made for walking. He hesitates, knowing what trouble he's about to get in.
They've been going the wrong way.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
The bicycle spills, taking him with it. Strangers stand near by and stare. A man approaches and looks down intently at him... then walks off.
Some people need training wheels in compassion.
Friday, March 18, 2005
In the pouring rain, they've turned off the fountain.
I guess they don't want it to get wet.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
She struggles with the clasp on her purse. She thinks she's got it licked by using the edge of the table.
Picking up everything off the floor, at least she knows she solved one problem.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
She talks big, about all the things she's going to tell him. Then she sees him...
And says nothing.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
He's in a hurry as he cleans the counter; but the tissue gives him pause.
Holding the tiniest of corners, he carries it off like nuclear waste.
Thursday, March 10, 2005
They sit with their heads in their hands, each more 'whoa is me' than the next.
No one is going to win that contest.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
They argue loudly over something or other; it only matters to them. She storms off.
Monday, March 07, 2005
"It'll be in the last place you look," she explains. "I already looked there!" he calls back in frustration. "Well, where did you put it?" she continues. "Where I'd find it!!"
The search is going as well as the conversation.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
As he tugs furiously at his father's sleeve, he urges, 'I... caaaan't.... waaaaaiiiit.'
Before Dad can finish 'whereisyour--?' the salesman points to the left.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
The items by the checkout were all askew.
Victims of Impulse Buyers Remorse.
WANT A BETTER LIFE?