Only thing I got to show you, running around the room
by Chris ~ April 14th, 2005. Filed under: random whine.
I’ll admit it, I like commuting. My commute is fairly easy, if I make it past the school bus stops before the buses are there.Up in the hills that take me from Hawkins to Chambers, where the houses are just now sprinkling in and replacing the trees. I always pass the same old man walking a dog that is equally old, in dog years of course. Every morning, since my first commute to Cottage Grove, this man gives me a slow wave. I give him the obligatory wave over the steering wheel. Never met the guy, don’t live near him (to the best of my knowledge). And yet he waves… every morning. I think I know why some people do this. I think that the wave-counterwave is all a life-affirming action. When he waves, he says to me non-verbally, “you exist” and my return wave assures him, “you exist too.” Especially early in the morning is important to reassure people that they exist.
Or…
The wave-counterwave may be him saying, “please don’t run me over, because I know that you and I are the only two people out here right now… and only you would know.” My wave tells this old man, “your day is not today.”
No, but seriously I could never run over that guy… he has a dog with him.
I enjoy these little routines and niceties.
Next time: Truckers that flash their taillights when you let them in to your lane.
