Listen to how my rhythm goes …

Woke up at 8 and while brushing my teeth ‘Oye como va’ popped into my head.  Santana was brushing his teeth with me.

Out of nowhere – songs pop into my head.  I hear a song and remember a time, a place, a movie.  Mostly movies.  I can’t hear ‘Running on empty’ without thinking of Forrest Gump or ‘American Girl’ without thinking of Silence of the Lambs.

If all went as planned – today I would be waking up a wife.  Yesterday was to be my wedding day.  Instead, I woke knowing I have 4 days left living with the man who was to be my groom.

Life is like that.

That old joke:

My fingers hurt – I’ve successfully bitten off every single nail.

My leg hurts – I pulled a hamstring  over a week ago and still so tender.  Gawd only knows how, I think we know by now I do NOT do exertion.

My heart hurts …

But life goes on.  Limping into action this morning I kept repeating ‘Oye como va’ in my head until I reached the laundromat.

Glaucoma man was here.  I think I startled him with a hug.  In fact I know I did because his reaction? “Oh!?”  Poor guy.  Sorry glaucoma man, but I hadn’t seen you and a familiar, albeit, a tad annoying face was welcome today.  OK, his face isn’t annoying, but his constant chatter while I try to type is.  Laundry lady’s patience wears thin with him too.  I try to give him all my attention though.

Just learned so much more about laundry lady by the way … about the grandchildren she never sees, about the ex-husband who drew up divorce papers for one dollar in prison.  About her son.

For an introvert, I sure chat a lot with the random people in my life.

That’s how my rhythm goes.