bad imagination

i have good imagination. but i often tend to imagine bad things... on our way home from a visit to tommy's brother and his family yesterday i kept seeing car crashes in my head. an elk running up in front of the car. someone falling asleep in a meeting truck. and, worst of them all, bob flying through the windscreen, then lying badly injured on the ice cold road, and i would have to sit beside him and try to keep him warm, while waiting for the police or a hunter to come and shoot him. it was a good thing it was dark, so i wouldn't have to explain to tommy why i was crying.

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i don't like it when parents teach their children to kiss people. when we were leaving tommy's brother's home yesterday they told their son oskar to kiss everyone goodbye. and he did. on the mouth. yuk! i can't see the cuteness in a drewling child with a wet face kissing you... i think it's almost as repulsive as being kissed by a dog. but i like oskar. he's the best nephew i have :)  ¶ 9:20 PM