"The crow maybe caged, but his thoughts are in the cornfield"
Belizean~ (on temptation)
I took a quick run to town for errands the other day but found my plans would soon become altered. After reaching the top of the road, I was ready to turn into the highway when a woman in her mid forties appeared almost out of nowhere..momentarily we locked eyes. I had no recall at that point of the line in the song by CCR "she was smilin there, yellow in her hair"? Her thumb to the side, I flung the door open and she jumped in. Tucking herself inside, it never took long before her story emerged. Her boyfriend just kicked her out- having no particular place to go-
Heartbreaking, I listened as tears began to flow -softening her hard exterior. I offered to buy her a coffee, but she motioned with a sheepish smile toward a bottle of booze lying concealed beside her hat and the seat. She replied, that it was what she was drinking..just couldn't seem to find the cap? Slightly uncomfortable, I shifted in my seat.. finally asking- you got a lid for that? Just then it spilled over right into her hat! Strange, somehow we were both relieved?Anyhow, I decided I was the one who needed an espresso! So upon returning to the parking lot, I could see her foot sticking out of the car door while she powdered her nose in the mirror. Glancing over to me, she gestured while a cloud of smoke rose above her head- that if I minded she'd promptly put it out. Smoke never bothered me too much..(I gestured back) thinking -just an open container?
I suppose I could relate a little, and so we did. Thankfully at that point, it became obvious that God was the only one we could truly depend on for direction. In conclusion, I consider it both positve and somewhat bleak, as I feel it takes a willingness on our part to submit? I dropped her off on the side of the road where she wished- still- both glad to have had the opportunity for this exchange.
Life isn't a one way street~
I noticed this later on-line and clicked for a better description. I had no idea they actually had nicotine inside? I thought it might be some kind of virtual cigg's? (lol). I guess I'd been thinking a lot about addiction and dependency..and just how far we'll often go?
My husband quipped..looks just like a catalytic converter
(which converts hydrocarbons)!