Change...

Today I went to work late thanks to the pestering headache I woke up with.  Before going in I made a bank and Starbucks run.  My favorite Barista was there, but did not even say hello (insert pouty face).  I think that has something to do with the fact that there were lots of other employees there.  And I think the general manager arrived as I was leaving.  So Cute Barista (who really does have a name) may have been a little stressed... at least that’s what I’ll chalk it up to today.

Flying with a Broken Wing

Last Friday I got home and realized I had forgotten my song list at the office.  Though I was annoyed at having to go back and get it, I was again grateful that my commute is all of 30 seconds.  I pulled my car into the “loading zone” and left it running while I ran inside.  As I ran in I glanced down and saw a butterfly flapping what I figured were its last flaps before it died.  It looked to only have one wing.  When I came back out of the office a few minutes later that same butterfly was flapping with all its might... and FLYING with what I could then see was one full wing and one broken wing.  I wish I could have gotten a picture, but my phone was at the house.  Even if I had had my phone, I doubt I would have been able to adequately capture its struggle to fly in a photo.