I was waiting for the line to move along so I could pay for my coffee, before it returned to the sludge from whence it came, when suddenly, like a smack to the back of my head, came an inspiration. Well, I should change that….there was a moment before I was able to recognize inspiration and I actually thought about punching the person behind me for their perceived undue familiarity. I will admit that the inspirative thought almost made an escape, were it not for the staying power of the scent of fresh coffee, this moment would have slipped into the oblivion as have so many ideas of the past.
Whilst standing in line, I like to watch people. Then again, I enjoy a good people watch wherever I happen to be. Watching the unguarded motions, habits, eccentricities (and we ALL have those in abundance), is always a thrill. I’ve wondered a few times what it must be like to be an animal in a zoo, with people wandering by to see what you’re doing (usually napping or licking oneself seem to be the predominate zoo activities). The thing I notice more and more is how people are becoming so impatient and always in a hurry. Why is that? Are our lives REALLY just that full of appointments that we become ulcerated in our rush from hither to yon unto beyond thither? What’s all the rush for? To make a few extra bucks that you won’t be able to enjoy due to your busy schedule of not enjoying?
I pondered this moment as I rushed to my car to get to the office. I dashed off down the street, came to a sliding halt in my parking spot, dashed into the building, bolted through the door of my office (taking the time to unlock and open the door first), and flopped into my cushy chair. Impatiently I ground my teeth while my antique computer sputtered to life and wheezed along making its calculations boot up, when I glanced out of my window at the tree that grows in the courtyard (which is incidentally the home of the family of birds that think my car is their personal target), and saw there….working his way along…..a snail. Some would refer to this critter as “Escargot on the Hoof” but this snail was moving along seemingly without a care in the world. It was during this mental wanderabout that the inspiration smacked me yet again. So I’ll share the image and the wisdom:
No go forth and enjoy your Tuesday’s meanderings!