(snow)

Something I remembered:

When we were going from my dads funeral to the burial, we were listening to KQRSs a-z library, which was something he always did. We're driving through the snowstorm on the way to the cemetery, and "Spirit In The Sky" comes on. If you don't know it, you should, it's a great song.

On the way home from the burial, we turn on KQ again, and it is Stairway To Heaven.

What a coincidence.

To, From

To the Girl With the Chain from her Nose to her Ear:

Thank you for being the only one to say "Bless You" when I sneezed and thank you for not being offended when I asked if it was purely out of reflex or if you actually wished me well being.

When you got on the bus and saw me without my iPod you thought I was one of the few young people left in the world who wasn't addicted to musical solitude. I only didn't have it because I forgot it and lamented it the entire ride.

When the bus couldnt stop for the red light in the first snow of the year we shared a quiet gratitude that the bus didn't spin out of control.


As you exited the bus by way of the stairs, you paused and gave me one more smile.

And that was that. It wasn't much but it was a missed opportunity.

A Case of Mild Realism

There were tears (sort of, I held back, didn't want to catch anything people felt like throwing). I can't remember the last time I felt so overwhelmed with positive emotion. Party in the streets like the Twins just swept the division.

Positive Positive Positive

That's what I think is going on here. I don't completely trust Obama. He makes me feel good and he makes me believe him and that worries me. He is, after all, still a major party President. The fact that I can buy into his messages of hope and change so easily concerns me.

Either way, there is a positive thing going on right now, and I can't deny, debate or negate it.