April 11th

The Universe told me
the day before,
“you’re still not well,
go to the doctor.”

Taking its lead,
I call in sick
and use the morning
to meditation.

In the afternoon,
the only appointment left
is that with my doctor’s
physician’s assistant.

I sit in the chair
and she asked me,
“What was your maiden name?”

What does that have to do
with a soar throat?
I wonder,
but tell her.

Turns out,
she was my best friend
of three years
when we were kids
growing up
in MN.

It truly is a small
wonderful world
after
all.

4 12 2017 AISI

I had a much better picture of us,

but I couldn’t find it. lol