When you have two glasses of wine and fall asleep while putting your son to sleep after a long day at the zoo, your thoughts aren’t always the most coherent. Then again, normally my #SOCSunday thoughts aren’t always that coherent.
Today’s Writing Prompt: What happens when you are reminded of your teen years? Happy? Jealous? Feelings of bitterness or regret?
Here we go…
If you could read my mind, you know that jealousy doesn’t cross my mind as much as you might think. I have it pretty good. But when you start hearing the radio songs of your youth, your mind goes into overdrive. You know that some of your thoughts might be going astray.
Today, I had a truly lovely day. We had a family day. We drove to somewhere outside of DC, caught the Metro, and visited the zoo. We got home late, ever so exhausted, but had a wonderful time.
Me? I was obsessed with people watching, as usual. It wasn’t the people that I honed in so much as the perception of them. No kids, no lines on her face, no dimpled hair, cute earrings, smooth skin, temperate outside. And her boyfriend. Both were in their early 20s. He was freshly shaven but looked like by every evening he was ready for another one.
When she talked, he listened.. He woud gaze into her eyes and follow her every word, with his words coming at the appropriate time. She only half-paid attention to her companion. I wanted to shake her. To appreciate that moment. Savor in this young handsome man who was so invested in her. Really feel the joy of her youth.
And then we went to the zoo. Wonderful in its own right but a different story for a different day.