So I write. Cocoa is gone. Neighbors up the street called County. Best guess she is pound in Lancaster. Offered to get her, but consensus there is more lip service. At the least, sentiments there. Not sure how real it is. Always found actions speak louder.
Waiting for Zumba, Smoky was there. Tried not giving too many cues, but I suspect I was announcing more than intended. Saw the play with the hair. The head tilt. The light brush and eyes tilted. Could not notice. Gave the high five at the end of class. I try not to be obvious with intentions. Just to easy to go down that road. One I am not ready to journey.
Mentioned a security officer checking in. Body language I knew this was a prospect looking to join. Cues were pretty obvious. Person reached for his back pocket two to three times. He asked about price and this guy was a slam dunk. Given the right closer. Bobby the manager should be adept. Security guard left with a keytag and I knew he joined. Watching the cues is something I like to do. The arms crossed this way. Facial expression. Mirroring the body language.
Before Zumba, I knew there would be tension. A couple weeks back there was an altercation between the Japanese realtor and the Spanish lady. There was a mob in a sense writing up complaints about her after class. So there was obvious tension brewing and I knew a little levity would be need to point out the obvious. "Security guard was for the Zumba class." Smoky got it and laughed.
We only have so many ticks on the clock to make an impact. Spent part of the day, thinking about Cocoa. She was there early in the morning. Right when I was leaving to go to the gym, she was up and waiting. Later in the day I learned she was taken. Missed moments to make an impact. Guess, this is why I said what I said about the Security Guard. I wanted to make an impact. To be there more than just a body.
There are times when one wants to be small. There are times when one wants to be larger than life. Knowing when comes timing. Reminds me a bit of Sun Tzu. Ebb and Flow. Large and small. It all matters. We fall into these patterns and before too long we let them define who we are. We are more than what is expressed. We decide how and what we are. At moments notice, we can be more that what we've been. We just need the courage to re-define ourselves. When the moment is gone, its gone.
