It's the oddest things
Driving to work today I notice two "happy birthday" mylar balloons tangled up in a power line. I had an almost instantaneous process of thoughts that led to why there were there.
Scenario 1:
Birthday person gets out of her/his car. Their hands are full of the assorted odds and ends one sometimes gets from co-workers. The family dog comes running to great it's master/mistress jumps up and knocks everything to the ground. Bye bye balloons.
Scenario 2:
Crossing the street to check the mail after getting home birthday person is hit by a car. Balloons ascend heavenward as the distasted comes to a bone breaking conclusion.
Scenario 3:
Women comes home to boyfriend on front lawn holding balloons and offering kisses. After she takes the balloons he nonchalantly pull a ring box from his back pocket and drops to one knee. The balloons slip free from her now nerveless fingers.
All of this I saw in less time than it took me to travel 1/2 a block in my car. Sometimes the strangest things can send me down a "what if/how did it happen/why is that there" train of thought. Sometimes I end up in left field, sometimes I just end up where the pavement ends and the dirt roads of my mind take me.
Scenario 1:
Birthday person gets out of her/his car. Their hands are full of the assorted odds and ends one sometimes gets from co-workers. The family dog comes running to great it's master/mistress jumps up and knocks everything to the ground. Bye bye balloons.
Scenario 2:
Crossing the street to check the mail after getting home birthday person is hit by a car. Balloons ascend heavenward as the distasted comes to a bone breaking conclusion.
Scenario 3:
Women comes home to boyfriend on front lawn holding balloons and offering kisses. After she takes the balloons he nonchalantly pull a ring box from his back pocket and drops to one knee. The balloons slip free from her now nerveless fingers.
All of this I saw in less time than it took me to travel 1/2 a block in my car. Sometimes the strangest things can send me down a "what if/how did it happen/why is that there" train of thought. Sometimes I end up in left field, sometimes I just end up where the pavement ends and the dirt roads of my mind take me.
2 Comments:
I LOVE where your mind takes you!
-G
By DementedPhotographer, at 3:19 PM
Let's follow that road and see where it goes...
By Silly Old Bear, at 5:47 PM
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