I'm really enjoying Boxed Thoughts and feeling like a voyeur, peering into the innermost thoughts of folks. It's frighteningly entertaining and fun. I've subscribed, though, no one will recognize which entries belong to me. It's as intriguing as Post Secret only more so because the snippets must be brief and succint. They're mini snapshots into humanity. Ever wonder if you're the only one who thinks as you do? You'll probably find someone with similar thoughts and be surprised. LOL

It was an exceedingly boring day today. I think it's because of the Labor Day holiday and the three day weekend. I felt like a caged cat at the vet's. No where to run to. Nothing fun to do. Just biding my time and waiting for someone to pick me up or let me out. I sat outside during lunch, thankfully the humidity's decreased and it was a pleasant day. As usual, I found a pleasant spot to sit and enjoy my iPod.

There I sat rocking to Fiona Apple. I couldn't have been there more than ten minutes, and beside me sits an elderly man. I purposely did not smile as he approached or make eye contact. I remained stoic expressioned. Next played Bowie's Heroes and more songs and all was right. Kashmir finally played and I was blissful and in heaven when he spoke.

"........to good music, cuz you're smiling. I know how that is. What's that you got there?" Moment ruined!