I'm browsing in the religion section at the local Dymocks. I'm considering buying a book about a scientist's story of believing in God AND practicing science. I hear some old dude talking:
"Yeah. Yeah I haven't got my Christmas list yet. No, I know. I suppose I should but I just haven't got it yet."
I figure that person is talking on a phone. I look up. It's a short little old guy with white hair and a beard.
Do you realise how hard it was for me NOT TO LOSE MY SHIT in the middle of Dymocks? After the fucked morning I had, though, I just wanted to go up to the man and hug him.
"Yeah. Yeah I haven't got my Christmas list yet. No, I know. I suppose I should but I just haven't got it yet."
I figure that person is talking on a phone. I look up. It's a short little old guy with white hair and a beard.
Do you realise how hard it was for me NOT TO LOSE MY SHIT in the middle of Dymocks? After the fucked morning I had, though, I just wanted to go up to the man and hug him.
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Date: 2008-12-12 04:56 am (UTC)That's a good way to settle some of the unease from today..