Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Friday, March 05, 2010
As I do most mornings, I dropped the kids off at school. I was leaving Sara's classroom and had to wait for a line of students to pass. Walking with them was a friend and fellow parent. She said hello and added "I had a dream about you last night."
"Women tell me that all the time," I admitted.
And her husband, standing a short distance away, complained that "She's never said that to me."
What can I say? Ladies, feel free to dream about me all you like.
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