I made a two-day trip this week, returned yesterday. Thoughts …
I overheard this, “You don’t want it. Then why are you here?”
I sat on a park bench with four seats.Â Two seats over, a man. Next to him, a woman. When I sat, conversation ceased. I must have interrupted a serious conversation, I thought. After several minutes, she said to her companion, “I have to go. Are you going to call me?” Then ensued a low, but intense conversation I was happy not to hear.
TV said Brazilian socialized medicine will now pay for sex-change operations. In a country where life-saving surgeries can come too late. Government-controlled health care, America?
Hillary grandstands. Not going out with a whimper.
I missed my almond shakes in the mornings. Craved. Once home, a nice salad for lunch, broccoli soup for supper. And hot tea and toast for a snack. Nice to be home. And not just for the food.
Seems as if everyone in the streets of SÃ£o Paulo smokes. In spite of the scary pictures and warnings on cigarette packs.
In traffic it’s better to go against the flow rather than be stuck in the slow-moving rush. In life as well.
Add to Ecclesiastes 3: There is a time to engage, and a time to disengage. Or maybe 3:5 covers it: “a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing.”