Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith. I woke up in the morning. I was almost surprised – I normally don’t wake up in the morning. I sleep till noon. But today, for some reason, I was awake bright and early. Then I paused and reflected on life and I wondered why, why, WHY does the sun have to shine in my bedroom? Then I realized, it didn’t have to! I could make it not. I could order the sun not to shine in my window, but the sun has a mind of its own, and tends not to listen to me when I yell at it. I could nail plywood over my window, but then I wouldn’t be able to see the snow falling in the evenings. Or the moonlight striking the tulips. Or the dew that turns to ice and frosts up the window panes. I would miss all those things. The only thing I would not miss, is the sun waking me up in the morning. Now if it was a daughter, I might not mind as much. So I decided I should get up, and get out. It was time to get going. Then I paused and reflected on cold floors, and then I combed my hair while looking at my reflection, and realized, marble was not a very good thing to have under your bed. Marbles also can cause problems. It’s very easy to slip and break a hip.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
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