Cues

My neighbor (bless her) is/has been for the most part as quiet as a mouse. HOWEVER, when she wants my attention she gets quite noisy!?! I no longer react to her cues. Call, text, knock on the door or something if you want my attention. Otherwise, you gonna wear yourself out up there.

R.A.H.

Write about your first crush.

I may have been 16 years old. He was 19. I had feelings for him that shook me to my core. I didn’t know how to express them. I do not remember how they came to his attention but they did. He was experienced. A hard worker & responsible. I was impressed but had no clue that there was a table to bring anything to. I only wanted to talk with him about anything in peace just him & me. It eventually happened. Several times. We spent most of that time on the phone. He was so calm & cool. He had a mind of his own & participated in our friendship. He was thoughtful. He left quite an impression on me. We did eventually go our separate ways on good terms … so much so that when my last son was born I named him after me (male version of my middle name) & him (his middle name). He knows! See my entry “The Two That Got Away”

In My Dreams

I just spent the whole night (it seems) listening to/disagreeing with/attempting to straighten out a person who isn’t alive. I’ve before been able to discern EVEN IN MY SLEEP that such action is useless BECAUSE the reality IS the person isn’t alive. He was being so unreasonable & so was I cuz I ought to have been able to nip the entire matter in the bud IN MY SLEEP. The matter was so immature.