I’m back home in Muncie, sitting at my familiar desk awaiting the start of another week. My mind is elsewhere, though. Enjoying the last few thoughts of the Bay Area before I re-double my efforts here. Before I start on The Plan. Before.
I do love the majestic nature of the Bay Area. For all its negatives, there are simply some amazing parts that are distinctly and humbly positive.
This isn’t a recollection of things, though. Things are replaceable. I don’t miss the bridges or the waters or the sounds. I miss things like my friend’s rabbit, which lives on their deck. In Oakland. (Thor, the mini horse is now at the stable so of course they needed another animal). My little buddy would sit by the window and watch me as I wrote.
As cute as The Rabbit is, even he (he?!?) isn’t enough to pull my heart strings back to the Bay Area. Even those adorable, soft, droopy ears. What keeps me daydreaming are the Wee Beasties. My new little buddies. Wee Beastie Boy loves the eggs. Far more than he loved me snapping pictures of him. But eggs. Oh yeah.
And the Wonder Twin Wee Beasties just broke my heart every time they came around. They are so full of spunk (and sass). They are just happy little girls.
The best parts, though, were right before bed. Sitting in their bedroom, on the floor. Reading. Or playing. Or just watching them be goofy, showing off for Monster Brad.
