In Which There are Answers to Unasked Questions

Sometimes you don’t always know the question, but the answer is a travel mug of earl grey tea swirled with a packet of Stevia and a drop of cream.

The answer is sitting at a reception desk and having a sprightly middle-aged man complimenting your “beautiful smile” while signing out.

The answer is a stranger half speaking and half singing hello in a musical voice that sounds neither corny nor phony.

The answer is a grizzly grey day that threatens snow, but save for a few flurries at 7:30 has managed to remain intermittent rain (I hear we are getting up to a foot of snow by tomorrow, but it is enough for this moment that it is not snowing NOW).

The answer is a distracting internet debate in which no one cares about evaluating opposing perspectives–just defending their own point. (The alternation between amusement and despair over the state of humanity is quite the engaging roller coaster; and I am far too fond of pot stirring).

The answer is tiny, nearly-not-there nubs dotting the bare branches on the trees outside the lobby window, promising that though it’s going to snow again today, spring will be here soon.

The answer is waiting for spring the way a child waits for Christmas–yearning it into an anticlimactic arrival appreciated far less than the patience exercised in its eager anticipation.

The answer is having a few answers, even though the question isn’t fully formed.

 

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2 thoughts on “In Which There are Answers to Unasked Questions

  1. jwidavid

    “Sometimes you don’t always know the question, but the answer is a travel mug of earl grey tea swirled with a packet of Stevia and a drop of cream.”

    Many people hate tea.

    “The answer is sitting at a reception desk and having a sprightly middle-aged man complimenting your “beautiful smile” while signing out.”

    Creeper…

    “The answer is a stranger half speaking and half singing hello in a musical voice that sounds neither corny nor phony.”

    Annoyingly interrupting my train of thought…

    “The answer is a grizzly grey day that threatens snow, but save for a few flurries at 7:30 has managed to remain intermittent rain (I hear we are getting up to a foot of snow by tomorrow, but it is enough for this moment that it is not snowing NOW).”

    Rain makes my head itch.

    “The answer is a distracting internet debate in which no one cares about evaluating opposing perspectives–just defending their own point. (The alternation between amusement and despair over the state of humanity is quite the engaging roller coaster; and I am far too fond of pot stirring).”

    Ugh – frustration.

    “The answer is tiny, nearly-not-there nubs dotting the bare branches on the trees outside the lobby window, promising that though it’s going to snow again today, spring will be here soon.”

    Pollen and allergies

    “The answer is waiting for spring the way a child waits for Christmas–yearning it into an anticlimactic arrival appreciated far less than the patience exercised in its eager anticipation.”

    Waiting for sinus congestion and ear infections

    “The answer is having a few answers, even though the question isn’t fully formed.”

    That irritating feeling of having a thought on the tip of your tongue but you can’t quite ‘spit it out’

    Your post doesn’t sound like reasonable optimism or even a realistic outlook on life. But the post does sound a whole lot like the joy of the Lord. Great post!

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    1. Hahahahaha my, what a twist ^_~

      Such cynicism!

      *heh* I wouldn’t be so heretical as to say this had anything to do with the joy of The Lord. That seems far more consistent than my crazy emotional fluctuations. This was all merely circumstantial. Later in the day, I had an emotional freak out in front of the security guard. So I do my best to make much of the joyful moments when I stumble into the awareness that I’m experiencing one 😉

      (And no, I’m NOT looking forward to allergies–I’m just incredibly eager for the sight and sound of leaves again ^_^)

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