Sometimes I read my horoscope after midnight.
It’s a life and we’ve all got it. It gets low and it gets high, but at the end of the day what really matters? It’s interesting sometimes. Have you ever stopped and really thought about the last person you had contact with and what the significance they had on you and visa versa? I did this all day today. I have to say, at the end of the day, I feel really intrigued. Surprised. Pensive.
If I wasn’t so tired, I would give you details. Details of the boy at the front desk at the office this morning, the gal that made a new pot of coffee after lunch, the feet in the stall next to me in the bathroom, the body that was running by my porch this afternoon, the gentlemen with jack and coke and his buddy mister coors light from Ohio, Cali man with art in his back pocket, santa clause with a smile, & last but not least my reflection in the mirror. These are just some contacts I had today, but in every way possible they mattered.
Now, would you look at that.
