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Be patient. Those are words of wisdom, they are. Patience is a virtue for a reason.
He looked at himself in the mirror. Again, things were as good as they were gonna get. Mom smoking in her chair at the computer. Dad off to work at 4 a.m. Class all day and work til 9. Maybe he'd see somebody this weekend. but it didn't look too promising.
Circle. Triangle. Oval. Rectangle. His pudgy hands slid the plastic shapes across the toy's surface, searching for a fit. His mother watched patiently as he repeatedly slammed each shape in impatiance.
"Don't mention it again." I warned him because I was growing tired of hearing the same thing so many times. But he did. And we went in circles every time, never making progress.
Marriage? That's one that people dismiss. But schools, those are noble institutions. Learning is the best activity one can ever partake in. You do it every day, whether you know it or not. Whether institution or not.
Don't slouch, my mom says to me. It's a bad habit, you don't want to get into that bad habit. Sit up, please.
Spring has sprung. That's what they say, right? No more winter, the little plants want nothing more than to break through the warming soil to let the sun shine on their faces. Green everywhere, a spring in everyone's step as the doldrums come to an end at last.
We're always looking for evidence. You want evidence that God exists. That man evolved from apes. You want evidence that the man you believe could not have been the murderer was elsewhere at the time of the crime.
One of those things you have to learn: how to manage an account. Money. Responsibility. It's scary, right?
Mom says "Let's try to rally", like we're some kind of team fighting for the win. But really, we have to be upbeat and active, to get this done. For someone else.
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