Thought Trafficking

When you cannot put your hands around your heart
November 1, 2009, 10:25 pm
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The hour fell back last night, kindly, without my noticing. The light is bright and clear this afternoon, welcome as Dad and I raked the lawn, but dark is going to fall soon, quickly, and surprise me like a cat jumping off the top of a bookshelf. Thud. I am settling into the idea of winter.

Last night, Megan and I had a visit from a little boy who is, to date, my favourite trick-or-treater. He looked about nine, and was dressed as Spock, complete with rubber Spock ears. He could not have found two people more receptive to his costume, and as we oohed and aahed, he told us that “Not enough people appreciate Star Trek these days.” He was carrying a tricorder, a communicator and a phaser, all of which he excitedly pulled out to show us even after his friends had moved on to the next house. Good on you, kid. Own it. We gave him lots of candy (sorry parents).


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