Heart Menu
She suspected there'd be days I'd want options.
There's a menu stapled to the right side of my heart.
A friend put it there long ago saying she suspected there'd be days when I'd want more options than the status quo. If I get up early, before sunrise, before the background hum of the commuter traffic, before the coyotes start slinking through the neighborhood, I can pick a different way to start my day, weatherwise, that is! I can pick: sunny cloudy rainy foggy steamy warm and breezy misty and moody quiet. Icy snowy stormy (including lightening and thunder) freezing blistering cold aren't on the menu. Neither is over, sadly!
Rich, I see Jeanne once a week, or at Least once every ten days/. I wil be having lunch with her in an hour or so. She is being well cared for but gets lonely sometimes.