Keeping it to yourself

I don't like it when I run into people I know while grocery shopping. They always look into your cart and, I'm sure, judge you based on the type of shampoo you use or the amount of vegetables (or lack of vegetables) you have.

The other day, I ran into someone I know, who is rather on the short side. She asked for my help getting her Oxy face scrub off the top shelf. I didn't want to know that she uses Oxy to wash her face. I guess I have no desire to know the personal and, in a way, intimate details of someone's life.

Time lost.

I hate those days when I have plans to get a lot done, but then circumstances beyond my control take over. I wake up feeling under the weather or my computer crashes. Such inconveniences can eat up valuable hours. And it sucks.

For fall

Leaves "die with style:
as the tree retreats inside itself,
shutting off its valves at its
extremities
to starve in Technicolor, then
having served two hours in a children's leaf pile, slowly
stir its vitamins into the earth."

- Don McKay, "Some Functions of a Leaf"