Last night after coming home from work I cleaned up and drove my dad to the bus station at one in the AM. His twelve-hour journey will, or rather, has taken him to his brother's in South Dakota. We had a good time together on the trip up and talked about a good number of things. I've long been close to my father and possibly even moreso these last few years as a number of major changes have passed through my life. It's always been natural for me to get along well with my parents and I guess sometimes I don't realize just how significant that is these days. I may mention that we spent the day together and they marvel as tho' it's never happened to them. It surprises me when someone says how great it is that I'm still close to my parents. I wonder if that's such a rarity now for people to be married for 30+ years and have a traditional family structure. What's happened that people can't stay together these days?
Anyway, the old man and I got to the bus station early and since it was locked (and chilly out) we stayed in my car and chatted. The police were out in full force and kept circling the parking lot. I wasn't nervous since we had a legitimate reason to be parked in an empty lot in the middle of the night, but I was still very curious as to why they kept coming back every few minutes. At one point Dad said, "Geez, I hope there isn't a shoot-out." Then remarked a moment later, "On the other hand, wouldn't it be cool if there was a shoot-out?" He's 56 years old and still has a great sense of humor. (At least, I hope he was joking.) You can tell we're related, he gets this stuff from me.
I originally planned on being home before two but stuck around until the bus arrove which was 20 minutes early anyway. Not much else happened that night except for a three-way chat with the SWE and Chad which has been rare these days. I'm glad we can do this because going into chatrooms to talk to one person can get grueling at times with all the cross-talk and interruptions and pointless flame-wars. Chad told us how to build a time machine (in order to get me to a time when matter-transference devices are common so I can send him milk to cool his coffee,) explained some of the hierarchy of demons and freaked the SWE out a little, and then she tried to hypnotize us into sending her diamond earrings @_@ It was fun.
The most memorable moment of today was when I took my second break at work during the early evening and spent it outside laying in the new green grass and looking up at the waxing gibbous moon. It seemed so small directly above me with nothing else to compare to 0its size. I noticed for the first time how the darkness of the unlit side was filled in by the colour of the sky. Distance lost meaning and the white slice could have been just another cloud for all I knew. The breeze was so warm and strong, keeping at bay the night chill that was lurking in the east. I could have lain there until sunset daydreaming.
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Current Mood: complacent