Smile

Tonight on the train I was in a serious mood, lost in my own little world and turning things over and over in my head.  I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, and I turned my head to find some dude clowning around outside my window (we were stopped at a station), maybe dancing to his iPod.  I guess he saw me turning my head in his peripheral vision and looked up at me, frozen in a silly pose.  We made eye contact and immediately burst into simultaneous grins.  The train pulled away and I was left smiling at the miles of nothingness between me and the mountains.

I love it when people are so unabashedly human, and so fucking cheerful about it.

Dinner conversation tonight covered annuity options, cancer research, basic math and architecture, Haitian Vodou, charity work, and eating goats while hiding from violent rebels in the Congo.  I'm not even going to pretend like this was abnormal for our house, but tonight it just really struck me that these are probably not your usual American family dinner conversation topics.

Then again, I'm not sure if there is such a thing as "normal family dinner conversation" given the number of people who have tilted their heads at me and asked, "So you have dinner at the table... every night?  Like, just all the time?  With no tv?  What do you DO while you eat?"  So, maybe I'm the new normal due to lack of competition?

Pretty sure my grandparents are quirking an eyebrow from the great beyond like Oh my god, we have no idea what happened, here.  She's doing all the right things, but she's doing them all wrong!  Also, her hair is pink.  What the hell.

I don't really have anything to say tonight, and I'm mostly just typing to procrastinate on this project that I really don't want to work on.