Dear Diary

Grandpa is dreaming again of the good old days. I still don’t know if it is true that he almost caught a great white shark. But the stories of the good old days are getting better the older he gets. It is ok. It would have been one spectacular achievement.

I cannot imagine being at sea. Continuously surrounded by water you cannot drink. I’d be thinking about peeing all the time. How do sailors cope with that? Do they teach you that? Where? I’d like to know.

Anyway, this reminds me of my Creative Writing instructor. He once gave us an exercise and all I could think about was pee.

“You are surrounded by waterfalls and dripping sounds. How does your body react?“

Well, all the girls looked at each other and started to giggle. We were all thinking the same thing. Kind of embarrassing when he explained he wanted us to focus on hearing rhythms in nature.

Talking about making sense, I got blocked by an old friend from back in the day. Now I am starting to sound like Grandpa.

I am not even sure why or what started the argument. I just know I got irritated by them texting all the time about their problems expecting me to solve them.

I do get it though. Being new in town, new job, living alone, it is hard and money can be tight the first year. But when I suggested checking out books and the clubs at the local public library they made fun of me because, who still uses the library! Well, me and millions of other people, duh!

What puzzles me, really, is you have a good answer to their questions and you get dumbed down or blocked. Why spend money if you can borrow a book? You can always buy things later, right? People are so weird.

Anyway, I never should have stayed up late to watch that gangster movie.

I woke up almost every hour last night. Now my head feels heavy and I walk around like a zombie. Of course, I picked my boots with heels for today, go figure. I freaked myself out this morning when I say the new accountant in the building. For a moment I really though he might be a hired killer. No more scary movies for me!

Maybe I should watch comedy tonight or an old children’s show. I could be save with that. Oh, well. Have to figure that out later. My lunch hour is almost over and I still have to walk back. And on heels. Why did I buy these boots!

Maybe I should visit Grandpa tonight and ask him to tell me the story about the day he almost caught that great white shark.

See you tomorrow, Diary.

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This is another submission for Kevin’s No Theme Thursday, Sept 26 2024.

I wanted to do something completely different. I had not used all the images from previous NTTs and suddenly, the woman on the park bench journaling gave the answer. It is not perfect, written within minutes, but the goal is to have fun writing so, here it is!