the cool breeze toy with the willows
along the riverbank. Take several
slow hits. Climb to a fine elevation,
listening to my favorite radio station’s
new mix of classic rock and metal.
Everything changes eventually.
I know that’s true, but it’s hard
to wait sometimes. Sometimes
you just have to make things
happen. I’m making things happen
now. Whether they prove good or
bad simply remains to be seen.
On the Way Home
I stop by the Sev to actually drop off
my application. (Okay, so I’ve only
really managed to fill it out. I’ve been
kind of busy the last week or so.)
Lucky me. The “big boss man”
is here, checking up on the day
crew. He looks me all up and down.
What can I do for you, young lady?
Okay, so he’s kind of creepy. But I
know how to plaster on a smile.
“Just dropping off this application.
I live right up the hill behind here.”
Always good for our employees to live
close by. No “traffic” excuses that way.
Those really piss me off. Here comes
the drool. But I can play that game too.
“I can imagine. But no worries