one achy cranky morning i was sitting in a

garden not really sure of what i was going to

do or where i was going to go because the weather

had shifted and i wasn't feeling up to moving much

anyway

 

and i could feel the weight of my furrowed brow

and my bad attitude dragging me down when all of a sudden

i had to sneeze enormously and i did and lost a bit of my

equilibrium even though i was still sitting down on the

step

 

so as my head recoiled and my eyes turned upward i

saw these two guys stuck there in that miserable

position on the lip of a stone fountain that was supposed

to add beauty to the flowers planted carefully

along the path

 

and i laughed out loud at their predicament and how

each one blamed the other for the way they ended up and

that it didn't matter that it was raining because a steady

stream of water dripped down each man's nose and

chin

 

clearly neither cared that their actual function was to

beautify but in the very moment of that observation i

laughed out loud not caring who else was watching me

because i was not fixed in stone and my chin was

dry

 

and they couldn't even shake it off or spit the water

out if they wanted to and after a few minutes the clouds in

the sky and the rain that fell got thicker and more persistent

but i took my time as i walked to my car and drove

home