A Little Sunday Sinks

Along we go once more with some sinks. As in the cat will try and get some things to sink in. It is a hard job with the human race, but I'll continue to try. Only been at it for nearly a decade. What's a few more? So onward we go.

Two sides to every story they say. Who they are we still don't know. Can't spoil the surprise of they anyway. If we did, then we'd have to go with them. What's after that we have no clue. Back to the story. If there are two sides, does that mean all my stories need a sequel/reboot/remake? Damn, that is just too much work. What if there is only one person? Does the road have a side? Don't you get the two sides divided vibe from that pic? Either way, it makes my story happy because all of this left.


This was just a few miles down the road a previous day. Looks pretty, they say. I wish I had some, they say. In our experience those "theys" don't last long. They've come here to retire or work or whatever and quickly hit the road. They can't handle the cold. They just had a fantasy in their head about it and thought it would be grand living with it. Like the driveway would magically get shoveled, the snow would magically melt, and the roads would magically be cleared. And the power would never ever magically go off. Pfffft. Two sides to a story or not, sticking with the fantasy in the story is much better than trying to live it and finding out it was a big whoopsy.


Speaking of whoopsy. Uncle Pattie got blamed for breaking his thingy. Then Cassie took the blame. That poop machine sure wanted someone to blame. Orlin doesn't roll off the tongue as easy, so I was safe from blame. But while the kiddo is cute doing it, other people aren't. Can't you humans just own your mistakes and stop trying to blame the person who took the picture of the snow for your stupid fantasy not being true? Or you know, the million other things you blame everything and everyone else for.


Now if you were to blame these cows for being late, then that might apply. But then would the cows be the problem or the farmer who didn't keep the cows inside the fence? Or maybe it was you for driving too slow and not getting there before the cows started crossing the road. See? I can shift the blame too. It's easy to do. And hey, I'm sure the cows didn't take the blame. No matter how much you tried to pin it on them.


And as you can see, no snow. But the clouds sure are rolling in. Meaning that blame or not, they are going to keep a coming. Thingy (hopefully thingy) or not, they are going to keep a coming. Two sides or not, they are going to keep a coming. You can only outrun things for so long before the pile gets too big and falls over on you.

The cat will now let that sink in. Did any of it make sense? I just pulled some pics and wrote what first popped in. They seemed to work off one another with ease. Do you think a story has two sides? Do you blame everyone for your mistakes? Have you ever found a fantasy didn't live up to what you had in your head? Do you like driving in and shoveling snow? Have you ever got stuck behind cows? They sure can take their sweet time moo-ving.

This story is done. We hope it was fun.