Doughnuts and bacon are disgusting.
Cars are a frivolity and people should walk more often.
Kids aren’t angelic. They are rather mischievous, actually, and don’t always mean well.
Brown and black do, in fact, go together.
Dessert is unnecessary.
Long lines can be enjoyable.
Not everyone has to marry and not everyone has to have children.
Women can be breadwinners (and men can do housework).
You don’t have to stretch before a run.
Bread doesn’t make you fat.
Rainy days are the best days. I mean, you don’t overheat when you run! Amazing!
You don’t need to go to church every Sunday and Wednesday. Sometimes, the physical church can be detrimental to your spiritual health and growth.
Help isn’t always helpful and it is okay to tell someone “no”.
The customer is not always right.
Toilet papers rolls should be placed so that the paper comes from underneath. It is easier to rip off and keeps people from using too much.
Anything to add?
Pushing a stroller around town nearly every day is not something most people do. I run with it, walk with it, get groceries with it. My child rides front seat and I have to stop and go on his whims.
Anyway, today after an eight-mile run we had to get some bread. I stopped at my old place of work, Great Harvest Bread Co., to retrieve some sourdough. Now, pushing around a stroller has made me creative at opening doors. When heading out, I use my behind to push the door open and hold it open as I swing the stroller around to face it forward again. Sometimes a person jumps to hold to hold it open for me, but, honestly, I’m normally fine on my own.
So this little old man thought he would help me out today. I was already halfway through the door and he was on the other side of it. He asked which direction I was headed – left or right. I told him left and went to continue out. Then, for some odd reason, he went behind the door and because I was holding it open to get out, he ended up squishing his head between the open door and the wall behind it! I immediately removed pressure off the door and apologized, albeit a little confused. He stood there looking a little befuddled, and didn’t say anything, so I said sorry again and walked away quickly. I nearly laughed. but felt that would be rude since he was only trying to help. I honestly have no idea what he was trying accomplish by going behind the door that I was opening, though.
Sometimes pushing a stroller around town has its awkward moments.
Life can overwhelm
All the different faces
The critiques that come with them
And the ever-changing smiles
The mindsets of millions
The styles of billions
Up and down
Like a rollercoaster
And we are just spinning in circles
But we thrive
Fashions come and go
Some should never have come
Our cars get bigger and better
Our minds get smaller and smaller
Or so it seems
The food never stops coming
And when disasters do
We lose sight of hope?
The screens are watched
The people panic
But from over here
It’s a thought
In the back of your head
Sometimes you remember to pray
Sometimes you forget
There are others out there
Beyond a haircut
Beyond a music video
Crying like children
Some of them are children
A wall is being built
A tall one
Of loving people
Of those who care
Whether we join them or not
That’s our choice
What do you choose?