Dunno. Kinda just crumpling my evening's thoughts into a ball and throwing them into the air, watching where they land...
Schedules aren't always that dynamic. There's always that one little constant in your life that you can't help but notice. It tends to anchor you to life itself.
In the parking lot of my first job, there's this little flock of seagulls. They rove around the huge parking lot looking for scraps of food. There's usually three to five of them. There's always two big ones and one bigger one. I always see them in the same spot at the same time, every morning, every week.
I've named one of them Sir Breadseeker. He's pretty good at finding the bread. I've named the other small one Sir Crumbstalker. He's kind of a jerk. He'll steal food right out from under Sir Breadseeker.
But that big one... ... I tell ya, he's the captain of jerks. I'm unlocking the wagons and I hear this noise like an old Jewish comedian making that sound that accompanies him saying "Ehh, what's up with thaaat?" The sound is indescribable. I turn around and there's that biggest seagull, nearly 1.5 times as large as the rest. He's crouched over with his mouth big 'n wide, shouting something incomprehensible at the other seagulls.
I named him Warlord. He will be the seagull to change the parking lot dynamics. He will be the seagull to change everything.
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Yep. So tell us a little story about the little things in your life that never seem to change, but have all the nonsensical meaning to you in the world.