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Snippets, twenty-seven

Here are some short pieces based on things that have happened in my life recently.

Dream Drinking

I had another dream about my dad last night. Somehow, he had made a miraculous recovery from his dementia and was living in his own apartment again. But, while his mind was more healed, he still had cirrhosis. He had gone to pick up dinner for him, my brother, and me. As he was taking the take out out of the bag and putting it on the table, I looked at the discarded paper bag. It had a receipt attached to it. There was one for the food and then another stapled to the back of the bag.

It was for a bottle of wine.

I asked him if he was still drinking, and he tried to deflect the question. But, ultimately, he confessed. I confronted him about having cirrhosis and how the drinking could ultimately kill him. And didn't he remember being in a care facility? That could happen again!

He kind of stared blankly at me.

And I woke up.

Free Boxed Lunch

Today, I got a free boxed lunch. I feel a bit like a student again, swarming the free food even though I COULD just eat something else. But, hey, if sometimes my job gives me free food, I should take advantage of that, yes? 

It wasn't anything special, a sandwich and some chips (that were jalapeño-flavored, so I didn't eat them), but I was still delighted to have free lunch. Oh, and there was dessert of an oatmeal raisin cookie and a small mint (which I had never seen in a boxed lunch before). I haven't had an oatmeal raisin cookie in a long time and, for some reason, it reminds me of my dad. I can't think of a specific example associated with him, but I'm sure we baked them at some point.

I'm relatively new in my job so I'm not sure how often I will get free lunch, but it was a nice surprise.

Palm Reading

So, I'm learning how to palm read for my nephew's birthday party. The online course I have been doing has been quite overwhelming in the amount of information, so I will just focus on the main palm lines I think.

One reason I've found the course overwhelming is that my palm seems to be somewhat unusual. This means, when I look down at my own hand to try and locate what the lecturer is talking about, I can't always find it. Sometimes, this is normal as the lecturer notes that the line or whorl or what have you is rare, but sometimes it's a more obvious (or should be obvious) feature that I just can't find.

I'd be curious to go to a more experienced palm reader and see what I can learn, but, for now, I'll just have to wonder.

Podcast Catch-up

Why have I gotten so behind on all of my favorite podcasts? I used to listen to several regularly, and now it's just two. I think I've been listening to more audiobooks, but that can't be the only reason.

But!

I am catching up!

I recently caught up on the regular episodes of My Favorite Murder and, as I type, I'm catching up on Sawbones. So many fascinating stories! True, many horrifying, but still, I think I'm enriched to learn of them.

I'm glad though. Sometimes, an seemingly endless backlog is comforting to me, because a thing I love just won't end. At other times, it feels daunting because how could I ever catch up?

What have you been listening to lately? What have you been meaning to listen to lately?

It's not too late to play catch-up.

Temperature Changes

The temperature is really starting to feel like fall. Late evenings and early mornings are in the 30s with afternoons in the 50s or 60s. Blankets become welcoming as opposed to an anxious habit. Warm drinks in the morning revive us instead of scalding us.

The leaves are also changing color, adding a vibrancy and dimension to the trees and thus our world.

I welcome these seasonal changes, even knowing that soon the darkness will overtake the light and the cold will rush through me.

(Prompt by Kimisha Cassidy)

Photo by Jon Parry on Unsplash


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