Friday, May 2, 2014

Went out running and felt a pain in my knee and then my hamstring. So I walked instead and the pain let up. I decided to take advantage of the pain and detoured to the lake since I’d never been there before. It was so nice and peaceful. The ducks were asleep. The fountains have lights in the centers of them. I sat on the bench for a few minutes and enjoyed the peace and quiet. All I heard was the water spraying from the fountains and a couple of horn honks. I said to myself, what’s wrong with this picture? Why is it so quiet, not a soul around, early on a Friday night? 

Yeah, you guessed it. That’s just a retirement park for you. I laughed to myself knowing that if young people lived here the place would be rocking like it was New Year’s Eve! I was only out there for 20 minutes, but some time is better than no time. 

Funny Andy should mention Stacey when catching up on my journals and past dreams because I had my first dream about her in a long time. She drove through the Cypress trees and into the carport, and then she exited her car and thanked me for something. 

Poor Andy. I feel so bad for him. He’s already tired of hearing the baby next door cry and the mother cooing to it. Why people even have kids in attached dwellings is beyond me. Just like they have places for older folks, they should have a place for families so the singles can live in peace. Andy shouldn’t have to live with it any more than I should have in Norwich and Phoenix. Part of the reason I didn’t want kids was because I couldn’t stand all the noise (besides the time and money it would steal). So it kinda defeats the purpose when you get stuck having to deal with other people’s kids. Wait till that thing starts running up and down the stairs. Those have got to be awfully thin walls if he can hear Mom cooing to the thing. And why do they bother with the cooing anyway? It’s a baby for God’s sake. It’s not going to shut up for years. Cooing to it is as useless as cooing to a cow. Familiar voices may comfort it to a degree, but there is only so much comfort you can give something that just doesn’t know any better yet.

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