Weird Day
Yesterday I walked to run an errand and while walking I saw a woman about to drop a letter into a post box. She stopped when she saw me and asked, “Would you mail this letter for me?” The look on my face must have expressed the confusion I was experiencing due to the fact that she was standing with the door of the box open when I first saw her. She then said “I wrote an anonymous letter to my mother-in-law asking her to quit smoking. This way, if she asks if I sent it, I can say no.” I decided whatever bit of rationalization she was capable of was up to her, so I mailed it for her.
A disgusting weird guy with a sob story about his girlfriend having jaundice and who had had just gotten out of jail asked me to use my phone.
I finally got home just in time for the sky to open up and thrash the hell out of the neighborhood, causing the power to go out for an hour or so. With the weirdness of the day, I couldn’t help but think I may have willed it into being by saying things like “Jesus, it’s hot and humid. It really needs to storm and get it over with” all day. Tomorrow I will say things like “Jesus, people are strange. They need to leave me alone” and see if I can make that happen for me.