 I unloaded a mountain of garbage at the dump Thursday morning. Later I had an eye exam - chatted with the receptionist and the doc, picked out new frames. Then I went to Sam’s Club in search of toilet paper (TONS!). I’m not a shopping maven, but this felt so deliciously normal, other than the masks and the line to get in. I was with people; I browsed books, bought onesies for Fiona, a new shirt for Jonathan, leather gardening gloves for me, new bedsheets, mulch. Amazing! My elation was so great that even when a woman rammed her cart into my Achilles (“oh my God! I’m so sorry!), I waved cheerfully, “I’m okay! Totally fine!” and limped away. I’m interacting with strangers! Life is good! My 60th year in 60,000 words Day 270: 126 words, TOTAL = 45,738; 54,262 remaining |
AuthorRobin Clifford Wood is a writer and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband and dogs, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her grown children and their multi-species families. Archives
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