Wednesday, May 13, 2009

A woman at the grocery store asked how I was doing today. I replyed, "Super". Which is how I reply most of the time, and some of the time I mean it.

Today I meant it and she said it reminded her of her father, who used to say the same thing. I'd like to think that I'm an old soul, tarnished and tattered by what life has given me. Well, that's just super to me.