The Next Chapter
by Ron Gavalik on January 1st, 2015

On a cold and sunny New Year afternoon, I felt the need for contemplation and nothing gets this writer's juices moving like a good, long walk. I've never been one for the cold, but under the right circumstances and bundled in the appropriate layers, the chilled air can be quite exuberant. But as I strolled along the road near my home, cynical thoughts of the upcoming challenges in 2015 were dashed as I approached a young couple, each of them adorned in colorful pajama pants. Their arms were filled with what appeared to be children's Christmas boxes they'd retrieved from the trunk of a sedan in front of their home.

That is, until the woman spotted me and halted her laboring march of the fuzzy slipper parade.

Woman: "Hey, get back to work!"
Me: "Excuse me?"
Woman: "You heard me."
Man: "Leave him alone."
Me: "Do you need help with your boxes?"
Woman: formed a shitty grin "No, not that."
Me: "What do you need?"
Woman: "How long do I have to wait for the next book?"
Me: chuckled "Springtime."
Woman: "That's too long."
Me: "It's too cold to write today."
Man: "Yes, it is." nudged her arm with a box "Let's go in."
Woman: chuckled "Well, hurry up."
Me: "Will do."

The couple carried their boxes into their house and I continued my jaunt for another mile before turning back. To tell the truth, I celebrated New Year's Eve in a superstitious funk. The odd numbered years have never been good to me. Financial problems, familiy strife, political upheaval, you name it - the odd years over the past 10 years have sucked. But after that playful exchange with a perfect stranger, my optimism, much like the Grinch's heart, "grew three sizes that day," today.

Life, you never know how that shit will unfold.

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