Monday, August 8, 2011

24 hours OR Rapid Turn Around in a Week

   Another night with not much sleep promised. Another crisis averted, sir. A clove cigarette shared between friends, an agreement reached. Too bad<->too late, but timing is important. Regrets mellowed, happiness piqued in a moment.

   I went next door to drop off the check for mowing the lawn. Found Kelly and Damon in their garage on camper chairs. The power was out in our neighborhood, so, according to Kelly, they were being "hillbillies" and sitting in their garage cus it was cool. Damon was on the phone but told them to hold while he chatted a bit and Kelly was just messing about on her iPhone, telling me the kids were inside. It wasn't until I walked away and had it sink in that there was just this ease about them. Their chairs faced each other, her feet rested near his chair. I could tell that they were friends, hanging out, joy and comfort in each others' company. That's what I want.

I can hope.

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