College Education
Each and every fall and spring green hearts hang on what it might bring. All the students flock to the schools in hope that their minds might become tools. Their beds are made, bags unpacked, alarms are set, books are stacked. Pens uncapped, they hang on every word. Eyes to the front and ready to absorb. Study, study, study until four in the morning, stop to pause and feel that yearning. Four years later and there they are, eager for the future, it’s not too far. But what do they see that astounds their eyes, a million waiting and no replies.
Hypotheticals
“All I’m saying is imagine how much more space we’d have in this world if there weren’t so many roads,” I said.
“But what about the cars? How would people get around?”
“I don’t know I’m just making an observation, I’m hypothesizing is what I’m doing. Maybe we can make better use of the railroad or something. Maybe people will get more exercise.”
“Yeah, and maybe we can all have horses and hitching posts. Just think of it; a hitching post with a meter. A hitching meter,” Julie shot out with a sarcastic tone.
“Really, hitching meter?”
Snoops & Gossip
“Oh Charlotte I wish you could have seen it! We danced and we held each other and oh it was just so romant - Charlotte, do - do you see that?”
“Why, Elizabeth I do see that! Is he…?”
“Yes, he is. He’s spying on us! That little snoop! Putting his nose into other people’s lives.”
“I absolutely hate it when they do that. When they just peer into our lives for all of just a few pages and judge us!”
“Don’t those readers have any respect for privacy?”
“Come on Elizabeth, let’s go into another room where we can’t be disturbed.”
“Creepers.”
