Slices of Life

Slices of Life

Finding the meaning of life on aisle 10

Today a strange man approached me. Well, he wasn’t actually strange as in green ears and three arms; he was just strange to me. In other words, I didn’t know the guy.

But there he was, walking straight in my direction, giving obvious eye contact, in aisle 12 at the grocery store – like we were old buds. He was an elderly gentleman, perhaps old enough to be my father, so I wasn’t too threatened. Just surprised. And perhaps curious. It felt odd.

I looked to my left and to my right. Was he really approaching me or was there another person who served as the object of his purposeful gait toward my social-distanced, face-covered self?

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The Middle River Honker

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Middle River, MN 56737-4136
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