Sometimes the Way Things Go

Everything is as it should be

and that is not always good.

You awaken each day to

change, some of which you

recognize. You have your

complaints and then again

some praise as well. You

adjust; you deny and go

on anyway. The light switch

obeys; the coffee maker

brews as it should; the

car starts and you’re on

your way. So far so good,

rarely thoughtful or grate-

ful when things work the

way they’re suppose to.

Traffic is stalled on the

freeway and you are going

to be late for work. How

quickly things change,

I hear you. I’d be pissed

too, especially about that

which there is nothing you

can do. The guy idling in

the car next to you on

the interstate this morning

has a satisfied grin on his

face. Is he retired or on

time even considering the

delay? Perhaps he’s a boss,

and can show up to work

whenever he damn well

pleases? Could be an

accident up ahead? You

are not the boss, and you

are going to be late. That’s

all you really know. And

sometimes out of control, that’s

just the way things go.

Chris Hanch 12-13-19