“What’s on your mind?” Facebook asks nearly every time we get together. I refrain from responding, because Facebook should already know how much I utterly despise its presence. Still, it can be useful on occasion, so I tolerate it lingering about.
It’s a Wednesday in the Andersen household. Not much going on for a Wednesday. We went to Bdubs for their all- you- can- eat wings, only to discover our particular chain wasn’t supporting said advertisement. A crying shame. Post- dinner, we watched an episode of Firefly which is always so tragically bittersweet for me. Like having dinner with a friend one last time before they’re shipped away. Forever. Never to return.
Of course, there’s like 15 episodes, so dinner 15 times plus thematic theme music…
As I was saying, not much going on for a Wednesday night.
Tomorrow boasts too many chores and adult-y responsibilities, and I recall to mind my favorite verse: Don’t be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious about itself. Sufficient is the day and it’s worries.
So we put away our planners and have dinner with friends intending to leave us. Today we will worry about today. Tomorrow we shall see.
“Keep us, O God, for the sea is so big and our ships are so little.”
Leave no stone unturned and never stop until you have arrived.
This has been,
Fan T. C.