Signs of the Times

Woke up this afternoon and found once again that I had no food in the house. Well, that is not exactly true. I had no food in the house that didn’t require an effort to fix. I like to cook, but after only four hours sleep, I really didn’t feel like it today.

So I pulled myself together and I ended up at a neighborhood restaurant. After I was seated and had ordered, I had a chance to look around. My eyes were drawn across the street. I hadn’t noticed when I drove by, but there were two people carrying signs in front of the Walgreens. My first thought was, why would anyone be protesting in front of Walgreens? But, then they turned and I could read the signs: Girl Scout cookies for sale. They were not protesters, only two young girls.

With all of the crap going on these days, I guess I should not be surprised that my mind immediately jumped to dissent and protest. But a large part of me wishes that were not the case.