Have you ever wondered what someone's last straw might be? If you think about it, you never know, because it could be as simple as someone saying, 'have a nice day!' or something equally innocuous. You just never know what it might be. I sometimes don't talk to strangers for this reason. Sometimes I require that a stranger be wearing a genuine smile or at least have warmth emmitting from their eyes before I speak. Anyway, I caught the 8pm bus which just doesn't work for me for some reason. Catching that bus has the ability to drain whatever energy I thought I had left from my body. I felt uncomfortable like I didn't know what to do with my hands like a rookie model at their first shoot. Perhaps the hurricane smashing into south Texas was sending me a vibe, but boy the sky was beautiful.
I watched an ant walking down a wall and half way down, he turned around and ran back up the wall as if he'd left his iron plugged in back home or he forgot his wallet.
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