A most excellent adventure

Oh yeah, I forgot! Work yesterday was actually pretty cool.

I met a guy who wears kilts on a regular basis. Yesterday, he was wearing a jean kilt. No lie. He told me he needed a new one and that us girls “have the right idea.”

Also, these two little boys came in with their dad, and I was helping them to pick out a Wii game. The younger one was eight, and he oddly looked like a more blonde version of my little brother, Zach at that age. When I asked if I could help them with anything else, he looked at me and asked, “Do you like penguins?” It was adorable and I wished for the days of yore.

With his older brother, who looked about 12 or 13, I discussed the finer points of the Tenth Doctor. This was most excellent. 

I was also helping this little girl pick out a DS game, and she told her dad that when they got home, they needed to play board games. He said, “I thought you were only supposed to do that when you’re bored.” She said, “Yeah, but if we don’t, all we’ll do is watch TV and that’s really boring!” Now, I love television, I do, but it’s rare to hear that out of a child in this day and age. It was awesome. 

I wish all the days at work I could talk to people like this. But a lot of them are just grumpy. 

For the first time in a long while, I sat down and did some writing. Not typing like this, but actual handwriting with a pencil to paper. Granted, it was only a list, and an astronomically improbable one at that, but it made me realize how much I miss putting down my thoughts and sorting through my own paradoxes and mistakes. 

Writing, I missed you. Let’s be friends again.

I have decided that I need to do actual writing at least once a day. Whether it be a diary entry, fiction, poetry, or whatever, I must write. It’s kind of who I am. 

I think I’m going to utilize this, this, and this. Please feel free to join me and writing in the renewal of our vows.