beginning with the end
4:55 PMToday I was using my laptop and I felt an inexplicable urge to turn my head, and so I did. There she was, fixating her implorable eyes at me. This was rather unusual, for she hated to make eye contact with humans. What could possibly be going through her mind for her to stare at me like that? I wondered.
For a good 5 seconds, we both stared at each other; me into her brown irises shining in the gentle evening light; and her into my.. very human eyes. And in that 5 seconds, I tried to tell her something, a wish that I dearly wanted. People often wish upon the stars but there I was, making a wish to my dog. Queer.
I made it to the end of the sentence in my head before she broke off our contact and let out a big sigh. Much drama. Such indifference. Wow. Perhaps she read my thoughts and found me lame to be using her as a wish granter.
And so I was inspired. I turned back to my laptop, opened a new tab, went to Blogger, and began typing, "Today I was..."
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