It's been a couple of weeks since I've been back to that particular Whataburger since Ms. Evelyn left. On my way, I thought to myself how nice it would be if it was all a mistake or a dream, that if I drove up to the speaker, Ms. Evelyn would answer. And believe it or not, she did!
I could barely contain myself as I waited in line. An unexpected good start to a day when I feel like my sinuses are going to explode. Come to find out, she did start her new job, which she arrives at at 10 a.m. every day, but the manager at Whataburger was having a difficult time finding a replacement, so she is temporarily coming in from 5 a.m. to 9 a.m. to help out. She says she can't do it for long because she is exhausted, but this just goes to show you what type of person she is.
NaPoWriMo started today so I am helplessly staring at the screen. I have written about ten words to a poem I am entitling "Death." Guess you can tell what's on my mind today, huh? We have had too many deaths recently, deaths of people who are way too young to leave this earth. That's what this poem will be about.
Hoping to go to Unity on Easter Sunday. Wish I was singing.
Namaste,
~b~
