Sometimes
things cross the mind. It could be
the
madness of man which causes such random
happenings.
I was sitting half-awake in my
early
morning state. It is Thanksgiving Day,
one
of several hundred which came before.
This
time I won’t have turkey, dressing or
mashed
potatoes in mind. I will be alone
sans
family and friends today. Being grateful,
nonetheless,
I will probably have soup and a
sandwich
for my main meal. It will be a relief
not
stuffing myself as one has the tendency to
do
with the cornucopia of overabundance with
which
to contend. In my time here on Earth I am
gratified
by having learned to adapt to various
situations,
good and bad. I have been gifted with
the
learning experiences of thousands of generations
which
preceded me. I am considering the first folks
who
evolved into a consciousness to even wonder
about
what in hell was going on around them?
It
took a lot of thought and action to get from the
primitive
curiosities of them back then to the
scientific
and technological advancements of the
here
and now of you and me. Now, here’s where
my
thoughts go off the tracks of progressive
practicality:
There will likely come a day, let’s
say
after another catastrophic asteroid crashes into
Earth,
when mankind is reduced in ranks considerably
and
must somehow begin his journey of learning all
over
again. Most assuredly, given my age and advan-
ced
weakening condition, I will not be one of those
who
survives to mourn the loss what used to be—
family
and friends gathered around the table, the
turkey,
dressing and mashed potatoes, watching
the
Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade and football
games
on TV.
Hell,
even soup and a sandwich on this day without
all
the cataclysmic drama of “the big one” is just fine
by
me. Notice, not until now, did I mention Aunt
Bess's
green bean casserole?
Chris
Hanch 11-22-18
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