We are different, she and I.
She finds delight in things that look nice or fine.
I shrug…but not where she can see me.
When she can see me, I smile and offer opinions, which are worthless.
She knows not to pay attention to my opinions.
They are sincere enough, but they are based on well-practiced confusion about how things look.
When we go shopping I am drawn to things that move or tick or hum,
Things that work, whether or not they are useful.
They are good if they have parts that fit together,
Forming a functional completeness.
[Reposted from www.danmayhew.net]
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2 thoughts on “We Are Different”
My husband, Bob, says to tell you that you two could be friends…I like flowers, he likes 3D printers. Enjoyed it, made me chuckle!
Thanks, Pamela. The conclusion we’ve come to it’s that I have a genetic shopping disorder… 🙂