The Great Unscripting

Posted: May 10, 2014 in Uncategorized

It’s almost time to get the mail. There’s a lot of things that could be in that little lock box, some good, some bad, some thoroughly without meaning or purpose. I look forward to opening the little cubby every day, never sure what to expect. I order a great deal of packages, some related for work, others for pleasure, but they all are scheduled to arrive at various, unpredictable times. They’re usually at no cost to me and often things that I want, so that every day, going to the mailbox has the potential for great, lesser birthday-like surprises.

Of course, this means that the worst days are the ones with no surprise, an empty mailbox or worse, one stuffed with coupons or mail for people who haven’t lived here for half a decade but, despite my best efforts, still receive mail here. I think somebody died in this apartment, alone. And that’s sad, but Jesus, and I’m asking you this personally, Jesus, can you send the post office his forwarding address?


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