Day 44: The burger the street woman threw at me and how I still was not prepared for the lesson of life today

A woman on the street in NYC who had a mcdonald's hamburger in her hand, once told me as I trotted by, "Don't get comfortable in life, because that's when everything changes!" And she even tossed her hamburger at me, as if to prove the point that I wasn't on my guard to block the hamburger, but I really rather just felt sorry that she had wasted such a nice sandwich, but apparently it wasn't much of a waste because she picked it right up from the ground and went back to eating it and doling out wisdom to other passersby as if nothing had happened.

But something had happened. And ever since then, I wondered when this piece of wisdom from the street lady would come into play in my life and it seems that day is today. Because it was today when I went to Kimmy's house to pick her up so we could go chalk paint grizzly bears on the sidewalk and make them have human characteristics like anger, giggling, snarling, narrowing eyes, being shocked and such, as we'd planned, that I recognized Kimmy was not in her place of residency. I waited upon her steps for quite some time to no avail, even through the rain, but when the snow storm started, I decided it was time to walk to another place, because I was not wearing gloves or a hat as it had appeard to be 40 degrees Farenheit earlier, but now it had gotten very cold in the 20s Farenheit again and very windy which made it colder as tends to be the effect one weatherman calls "wind chill."

So I made up many notes and used my gum to stick them to all of Kimmy's windows, as I had not brought tape, as I did not anticipate such a trying afternoon and an afternoon filled with needing tape, but that is just like the mcdonald's street lady had intimated to me even back then to be prepared. And so it appears that my friend, Kimmy, from a far off place called Taiwan, who does not speak too much English but only the nice words, has gone off to another place and decided she did not want to chalk paint grizzlies after all, even though people in the great state of New York tend to legally hunt brown or black bears with rifles, and they are coming more and more south is the word, but New Jersey had quite a problem of that years ago, but at least it is not the New Jersey Devil, is what I say.

Well, I have learned my lesson and I suppose it was the hard way, because I had rather gotten comfortable with my Kimmy friend. But Life has stirred the pot with me in it, and that is just something that doesn't stick until you experience it in life yourself, as tends to be what occured in my said life only today, which is really only half way done in my time, although Dreamwalker is probably on the 9th of March already, which is just too fast for me, although I did eat several peanut butter preztels at a speed of which I am not proud.

Love,

Orchard