We Interrupt This Program……
Today, I’m supposed to be typing another post in a series, and for the first time I’m going to admit that I don’t have it in me. I’d rather commune with you. I’ll let you in on a secret.
It’s because you showed me your truck.
Skype is brilliant that way. Buzzing you is like a trip through a worm hole riding a ribbon of crack. You paste your face to the screen. You laugh. You zip around the room like the camera is a spotlight that will follow you wherever you go. You scoot your truck across the padded jigsaw floor and shriek tucktucktuck!
When I press ‘end’, I’m spent from trying to keep up, but I don’t care. Talking to you makes me happy, because you just love life. Everybody who meets you is a person who could love you, and you don’t really care about all their baggage. You just embrace living with the awestruck wonder the whole game beats out of me sometimes.
Don’t ever let living get the best of you. Listen to the people who add layers of texture and color to your life, who challenge you to take the high road, who lift up your dreams and help you soar. Tune all the rest of it out as needless noise……BECAUSE IT IS.
And, when all else fails, charm the heck out of everyone by preening with your truck.
I love you.