I was sitting here feeling sorry for myself. Same old long boring story, blah, blah, blah and picked up my iPod and spent 15 minutes round robin’ing between three different games (Words with Friends, Hanging with Friends, Matching with Friends) with one person. It made me smile to thing she was sitting way over there on the other side of the country probably smiling cause she was doing exactly the same thing I was doing. I don’t know it’s just cool how people are mentally together at the same time without talking or seeing each other. Then I flipped open my Xanga and someone had a blog post thanking me for making a difference in their lives just because I took some time to do some research on an issue they were having. Hard to feel bad for too long around here.
Well played my friends. 🙂
This pole is close to my house (NB Douglas @ Laskey EmeraldPixie) and I noticed the other day while sitting at a red light that it is amazingly covered in metal now. Every staple a memory of a garage sale or fund raising car wash event. Every nail a sad reminder of a lost pet, or hopefully a joyful reminder of a found pet reunited with the people who love him. Screws holding up big signs showing the local band hoping to “make it big” playing at a local club.
I think it’s a great reminder of how I want to live my life. So packed full of memories and experiences that there isn’t room for anymore. Adding another memory has to be carefully squeezed in so it doesn’t overlap another one and not stick.
Is the pole weaker for all of the little pieces taken out by each one or stronger for all of the metal added to it over the years?
Just something to think about today.