bumping into you...

Oh my! How you've grown!

You look like your mother!

When did you get so tall?

Wow, how time flies.

How's school?

What are you going to do after?

Do you have a boyfriend?

Where do you work?

I haven't seen you in ages!

Where are you now?

How are your parents?

You look great!

I'm so sorry to hear what happened.

How are you doing?

I don't know what to say.

My condolences to your family.

What can ya do?

Congratulations!

I heard the news!

That's great!

I'm so happy for you!

Are you excited?

It's so good to see you!
You look great!
How is everyone?
What are you up to these days?

predictable.

written march 28 2008 1157 PM

For the A.D.D. Mind

Don't tell me what to do
Or put me in a room
With too many people
And things to do
Then ask me to be silent
Or to read to myself

I started my work
But discovered my hunger
I left to get something to eat
But answered the phone instead
I drove to pick up a friend
We stopped for a burger

I arrive at home
Only to find myself tired
I decide to lay for a nap
But my mind races on and on
I think of my list of things to do
And places I'd rather be

I find my day flies by
Even though the hours are so long
I get up to grab something
And notice something new
I sit down elsewhere
But what was my original task?

I can't sit for too long
Or stand in line
I love to talk
And struggle to hear your words
I'm quick on my toes
I work best under pressure

Don't pressure me
I don't know the time
I'll make it through the day
And somehow it'll all get done
I'd rather go for a run
I take hours to read a page

I can play guitar all day
I might forget to call
I get to work just in time
Customers love me
I finish my assignment in the AM
After being up all night

Somehow I'll graduate
And maybe start a career
I'll have my own kids
And drive my spouse crazy
All the chores will get done
In my own time

written march 26 2008 on my own time

Out into Nothing

I used to sit on the beach and look out into the lake and see no end
I used to think there was no end, the water didn't meet an edge
Now I stand to the ocean, looking as far as I can see
Yet this time I know there is an end
And this time, there stands a friend
Looking out into nothing, wondering where the edge meets
The edge meets at me, looking to the same sky
Living in a dream

written march 23 2008 sams.