Pretty All True

I stand with my morning cup of coffee and wait for the dogs to finish eating, “OK, dogs . . . listen.”

They do not listen.  There is nothing but the sound of desperate slobbery eating.  Neither dog is confident that the food that arrives every morning at this time will stay in its …Wicked hard

For like ten minutes, this is all I hear . . .

Barkbarkbarkbarkbarkbarkbark.

Someone’s dog is not happy.

Barkbarkbarkbarkbarkbarkbark.

Probably the neighbor’s tiny white fluffball something or other . . . Get your dog, stupid neighbor!

Barkbarkbarkbarkbarkbarkbark.

Weird that Jack’s not freaking out, because that is some persistent annoying-ass barking.  That sort of thing …Peanut butter worms

Brrriiiinnnng!

“Hello?”

“Hey, Kris!”

“It’s early.  You don’t usually call me until you are just about to go to bed.  Everything OK?”

“Yeah, I just miss talking to you.  The three hour time difference makes it tricky, and I am all tired at the end of the day.  We don’t really get the chance …Grounded

So . . .

The other day, I wrote a post about an imagined version of my father’s final moments.

My imagined truth, it was called.

I like that version.

But this version here today is also possible.

Both versions and several others live in my imagination.

Contrary and contradictory and complicated and tangled.

…Mithridatism

“Mark?”

“Yes?”

“I miss you.”

“I know. I miss you as well.”

“Turns out I don’t have as much funny without you guys.”

“Maybe so, but you have been writing amazing stuff.”

“You’re reading?”

“Of course I am reading.”

“I’m not sure everyone is understanding what I am saying.”

“I understand what you are …The reverse of me