•Saturday•
It's round 2 ... and Ranger's winning. My eyes are wet. He appeared when I was walking home. I got off the bus a block away to pick up bread and stuff at the deli on the corner. The guy behind the counter (I see him almost every time I go there) asked me how my day was.
How ... was ... your ... day?
Those 4 words made me feel ... I dunno ... as if someone actually cared I guess. No one really asks me that. I smiled at him and told him I had a pretty long day and I'm grateful for the weekend. I asked him about his and we talked for a little while. And when the door closed behind me and the deli guy faded ... Ranger appeared. He followed me home and stayed quiet until a while ago. Now he wont shut up.
