Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith. Today I went for a walk on top of my fence. I didn’t fall off once. I fell off twice. My dear mother would be proud of me (God rest her soul.) One of those times I fell off my neighbor’s pool. Which is rather disgusting since it hasn’t been cleaned since he died. And his cat takes frequent swims in it. And of course I do too, at midnight. I love seeing the moon reflect off the water right before I jump in. And it made me pause and reflect on life…on the moon. And I then imagined what kind of strange little green aliens live on the moon and why I am not one of them. For I am defiantly not humankind, and am not mankind, and am not monkeykind…but I am not alienkind either. What am I? I am a reflection. A reflection of stupidity, for I am swimming in this slime, this gunk. I quickly got out of the pool and got in the sand box, and played sand monster for the rest of the day. I had lots of fun.Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
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