Thoughts

Last night my dad and I went to Walmart to pick up several nonessentials, you know, the things we don't really need but have fooled ourselves into thinking we really do. I came to the realization that the treasured wall of people at Wally-World is nowhere to take my 50-year-old father, especially when it's getting late, people are everywhere, and he and I have no business being there in the first place. Mainly because after wandering aimlessly for 10 minutes we forgot what we were there for, hence, the "nonessentials." If we really needed them, we wouldn't have forgotten and gotten lost in a labyrinth of walking-dead-people.

We ended up in the drive-thru at Starbucks because my dad subconciously drives there when I'm riding in his cab. I hadn't been to this place full of memories because I betrayed it for another coffee shop that people don't bother me at. Anyway, we went through the drive-thru shouting at a giant piece of plastic advertising overpriced coffee, which just shouted right back and told us to pull through, to which I then notice old friends working (this is what happens when you frequent a place. You make friends with all the employees). After sucking up, my dad and I pulled away with free coffee proving that it really isn't about what you know, but who you know.

And these two stories have nothing in common other than people. People: an essential evil that I'm blessed to tolerate when I want no part in it. And I truly mean that in the best way possible. You can't run from people. We have to have them. They can cause us to become disoriented in our own state of confusion or graciously provide free fuel to keep us going, to keep us seeking our way out of the crowd to help us find what we're looking for, what we really need... what's really "essential." Even if it's free coffee for one night...