Day 2 of 365
Sitting in Panera, tapping away on my cool keyboard. Its a blue tooth so it just rolls up. Take it anywhere with a hard surface and have at it.
Used it at the Rose Parade float viewing Scribbled away while listening to loud Indonesian music. Dancers were alright. Not the quality of dancers like the ones in Samara movie, but they were okay.
Yesterday at the Rose walked 4 miles. Lots of nice floats. Lots of people. I suspect it must be packed today. Flowers will not be as fresh, so going yesterday was a good idea. Sorry I missed hanging with family, but I suspect it was for the best.
Table next to me. Listening to lady talk to her mother now. It is a sad conversation. She is shipping her off. She wants to go live on her own. It is a bit sad. She wants to send her to a convalescent home. It is going to happen whether the mother wants it or not.
Daughter's body language is guarded. Her left arm is braced next to her side. She talks about meeting new friends, help with her memory, and other BS. It is one thing and maybe its not in my place. I don't know the conversation or her situation.
Maybe she knows her limitations. Maybe the Mom was not a good mom. Maybe. . .Under the table, the mother's legs is crossed. Her body is a good eight inches away from the table. Her arms are held tight. Back is rigid. The tone of the conversation is muted.
Daughter's arms crossed. She is leaning forward, but her gaze is looking up and away to the left. Plates and napkins are barriers. The mothers hands under the table are wringing. She leans back and posture is purely defensive.
Enough of this intrusion. Their talks have turned to vacations and inheritance. This leakage is quite troublesome. How can you let someone take care of your parents in their declining years. The coldness of the daughter's voice is something I hope Karma will take care of.
Said a little prayer for her. Been trying to do more of this year. Letting go and letting God. There is a plan. I am relatively sure of this. Guess it will be revealed.
These life things happen all around. I have taken to heart to just Flow. Line is bigger now. Two cashiers up front. A person sitting next to me is listening to some Daughtry. If I had my headphones, I would be listening t something besides this New Age Panera music. Not saying its bad, it is just doesn't fit.
Just got a compliment about the keyboard. A seventy something lady with silver hair from the book club came over and just said, "Cool."
This part of my day is over.
Day 2 of 365
