why not think
I bought some bagels today. Nice wood-oven-cooked bagels. Never underestimate the spiritual value of a warm bagel. Double the spiritual value if you spread some cream cheese on them. Sometimes I toast them.
Sometimes I wish I were Spiderman.
I had breakfast this morning. It was sort of like communing with the promise of a new day. Actually, it was just raisin bran. Go figure.
Figures are pretty important things and sometimes i think of them. Bodies, numbers, speech.
I speak to people sometimes - other times I don't. Sometimes I pretend I don't hear them or I'm a mime. The mime part rarely works because I can't do the simplest of mime tricks.
Sometimes I wish I were a magician, or a juggler.
Actually, I can juggle. I used to do it at work. People would often comment on the brightly coloured balls that rise and fall above the cubicle walls.
Cubicles are wrong things. First, they aren't cube shaped, more commonly rectangular. Second, people think they have privacy. You can learn a lot by lingering in the hallway with your pants on and holding an official looking file.
One day I found out that someone I worked with was buying a lot of new clothes because of weight gain. I thought she was pregnant.
For a time, a long time, I wore inappropriate clothes to work. I don't starch my shirts or iron my pants. I don't own an iron. Irons seem dangerous to me. I always wondered if someone would say something to me about this but it never happened. They probably thought I was pre-senile, or eccentric. Or some other silly thing.
I think I've never grown up.
Sometimes I wish I were a grown-up.
But after milk and cookies that wish passes.