I chatted with someone yesterday that started the conversation by blurting out
Now, I couldn’t tell if it was a question or an exclamation. Since he was looking at his phone, I assumed it was some social or a social media occurrence.
Of course, I spoke to him.
During the course of our conversation, I learned that he’d been referring to writer’s block, he was visiting town with his wife through Friday and that he thought that Trump’s vanity wall was an absolute necessity.
He spoke nearly the entire time we were together. Literally the only time I spoke was when I inquired about who had blocked him and when I left him.
I need to get away from you before my IQ bottoms out.
This is, by the way, why I like to pay cash. The last thing I want to do is stop my dramatic exit to settle up on my way out.
But ever since I woke up today, I’ve felt a little off.
I had an interview that went…okay. I wasn’t as articulate as I know I could be, but I couldn’t tell if it was because I felt that the woman didn’t like me or if she was behaving aloofly because my answers were lacking a certain luster.
So I took a nap.
Then I went to an exercise class.
Then I sat quietly in the couch, thinking. No TV, no music.
Then I thought I should write.
Maybe I should watch a movie
I couldn’t find my remote. I looked under the cushions, on the kitchen counter…in the bathroom – I dunno, just being thorough.
I looked under Myrtle, which she was most displeased about. Then again, she did this the other day.
…so, she couldn’t really blame me.
Fortunately, the last time she did that, a friend mentioned that there was an AppleTV app. All was not lost.
So now I’m sitting here, watching Lost In Translation and ignoring the reality that I’m blocked up. This is not the movie to snap me out of that funk, but it reminds me that I’m not alone in this funk.
Maybe tomorrow will be different. For today, this is what I got.
…and I can’t stop thinking about where that Trump supporter’s wife was…who goes on vacation with someone and then goes somewhere without them?