Someone else’s grocery list

One day, walking along the boardwalk I picked up a piece of paper

With someone else’s grocery list on it

 

Fallen out of a pocket, I suppose.

 

Rather poignant, I thought.

It felt like peeking into some stranger’s private life.

 

 

It prompted the thought that

I’ve wound up with someone else’s life

 

This is sooooo

not the one I planned for

the one I expected

anticipated

envisioned

at all ... at all ... at all.

 

***

Today may wind up being

the day I planned for myself yesterday.

 

Everything feels off

 

Off-centre

Off-kilter

 

All muddled up.

 

Truthfully, I’m not liking the feel of it, much

But then

 

It is what it is

 

Isn’t it?

 

Janet

'Quote of the day' with this post: “This ... dream reminded me of another I had heard years before, in which a man was in a restaurant and ordered a steak; instead he was served a large platter of beans. That dream sounded like a Zen story to me and led me to reflect for a long time on the value of plain pedestrian food, especially when we consciously order up something more special. Life has a way of plopping extreme ordinariness in front of us when we are entertaining exotic gourmet daydreams.” – Thomas Moore in Care of the Soul