Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night and remember a really, really crazy and seemingly important dream and tell yourself that you'll have to tell your spouse about it in the morning and then you go back to sleep and when you wake up in the morning, you've forgotten all but one detail: something obscure like...A BALLOON. And you've lost that important dream.
Do you ever sit staring at the sink at 7 a.m. and trying to remember if you took your multivitamin or not this morning? I mean, if you took it (and you are pretty sure you did), it was only a few moments ago. How can you forget something that you did minutes ago? And then you start worrying that you have Alzheimer's and so, as a mind workout,on the drive to work, you make yourself make up words with the first three letters on every license plate in front of you? Example: PLU=plum. CRT=curtain. DBI=Dublin. EVT=evict.
Do you ever look at yourself in the morning and force yourself to admit that, yes, you DO look a lot like your Mother?
Do you ever feel as if your plants are psychically talking to you? I know this sounds ludicrous but sometimes when I walk by one of my plants, I swear I can feel it asking for water and so I'll stop and stick my finger in the pot to see if it is particularly dry. And it usually is. I water every Saturday, but once in awhile...a plant drinks more than that and needs a little extra.
Do you ever sit stopped at a red light and look around you and wonder at the people around you? Like, that older man in the flannel shirt. Where is he going? Maybe meeting for coffee with his pals? And that women gulping her coffee with hair in a ponytail with three kids AND a dog in the car. Is she dropping everyone off at school and then taking the dog to get a shampoo? Does she feel like, without coffee, she would never be able to sit up properly?
Do you ever look around you and think to yourself: this is now? Think that in thirty years, someone else will be living in this house and never know that you were standing on this spot, at this moment, and wondering what they will be like?
Do you ever run your hand over your lips and wonder what they feel like to your spouse when they kiss you?
Do you ever stroke the cover of a book that you are reading and ponder the author? Wonder how in the world they thought of that story and then put it into perfect words?
What are your do you evers?