Like many--in fact, most--people, I've spent a lot of the last day thinking about these...what to call them? I have a habit of giving groups names, but nothing really comes to mind. For now we'll just say strangers, with the lower case, because I don't want to give them more validity than needed.
Anyway, I've been bending my neurons around them for a fair bit, and I've decided that due to lack of new information, I'm going to put these strangers on a back burner. It's easy enough; they're not attacking anyone when they steal from people. They don't appear to be an imminent threat to us at present. No one will forget or lose focus, but the bones of it are simply that we've got a lot to do and (as always) stressing over these people without more to go on is fruitless.
It was a nice day yesterday. In an effort to let off steam in a way that didn't involve guns, dead people, and mortal danger, Will decided to have (for better or worse...) a game of football.
Look. I've never been one to beat around the bush. I'm not what you call a sports guy. I'll fight a pack of hungry zombies with my bare hands, put bullets in bad people when the time comes, but don't ask me to follow arcane rules in a competition that includes managing running and manipulation of a ball. It's just not a great idea.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I sat it out. My brother, Will, Dodger, and a whole lot of other people participated over in the little empty grass lot we use as a community theater. It's not nearly big enough, but it's in a low little valley where people can watch from the hills, the tops of houses, wherever.
And you know? It was fun. I sat with Jess and Patrick and watched friends and family laugh as they slipped and slid across the field. My brother got a little too competitive as he always does when sports happen. Will spent about fifteen minutes planning out all these plays and tactics. He'd have kept going if Dodger hadn't slapped him in the back of the head and pushed everyone out to just play and enjoy.
A few people set up in the theater itself and played some songs. Food appeared as if by magic. All around us, people joked and chatted. Some even watched the game and gave a good show of cheering and jeering when appropriate.
It was fun. And considering all the huge events lately, I think well-earned fun at that. I think I'll leave it there.
It is good to decompress! Way too stressful lately, but needed none the less. Nice to laugh, hug, enjoy friends and family. The next few weeks gonna be crazy, and I'm gonna miss the camaraderie & safety! Thanks for whoever made the fudge, chocolate ROCKS! Wish us luck on the next LDS...long distance scout! Be back in two weeks, I hope! LugiReplyDelete