A Guinness-sized toddler just barreled into my shin and flopped onto the food court linoleum. I tried to move out of the way, I really did, but kids are a magnet that pulls them towards collision. Every time! No matter what direction you fling yourself, that little person will find a way to get in your path. I kept walking, knowing the resilient human would whine for exactly 30 seconds and move on to his next target. His mother wasn't far behind either. He should have listened to her warnings as she chased after him and tried to mentally steer him from harm's way
That being said, it was New Year's Eve when this happened. I am now in a library, reflecting on the past two days and, as usual, transcribing the blog from ink to whatever this font is.
New Year's Eve. Everyone is out and about, shopping off that Christmas Fifteen. I have a small chocolate brownie (the kind that is like fudge and not cake) and Jasmine green tea on the table. The chair across from my own is empty, but for some reason, I know no one will ever take it so long as I am occupying the other half. Why? Humans like to be alone. I would fall on the ground like that toddler if someone took a seat with their coffee and book. I should try that one day as a social experiment. We all should sit with a stranger in 2019 - not for the joy of making them uncomfortable, but to see what sort of conversation can be struck up. You might meet a fella who just won the lottery and is willing to give ya 20%. On second thought, I don't want anyone sitting with me either. I am satisfied sitting here with my journal and book (#Thirteen by #SteveCavanagh) and secretly emitting an energy that deters people from gravitating towards me. But that sure didn't work with the thigh-high human.
This year ended with more cats and food than it started out with. The neighborhood cat, Chino, only recently decided that she wanted to be friendly and get extra head massages. During the first few months of living in the house, we did not see Chino daily. But now, we hear her squeaky meow at our door both in the morning and at night.
It's not that I wanted 2018 to end; 2018 was the biggest year of my life so far in terms of transitions and setting the foundation for the future. I am excited to get 2019 rolling with a running start. On the cards: Job, new home number three, more reading, and digging deeper for peace within myself. Oh, and more cats.
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