A Road Less Travelled

I love shopping at thrift stores. I think it has something to do with the thrill of the hunt. Racks of identical items kind of bore me. Plus the extra thrill when, after a successful hunt, I flip over the price tag and it’s fifty cents lower than I expected. Now that’s a rush!

Yesterday I bought a new bag. No more the non-college student backpack, I have now graduated to the non-corporate professional bag. While still using weight distributing backpack style straps, it has a sleeker more polished look, still in classic black, of course. It was a bit a splurge but for a perfect bag like this I was willing to pay the hefty three dollar price tag.

As I admire my new bag I’m realizing something else I like about thrift stores. I have a very clear sense that God sent my perfect bag to me. I know it would still fall under the providence of God if I’d grabbed it off a rack with dozens like it, but just like thanks for food comes a little more quickly when it’s scarce, my excitement over a new bag flows a little more quickly into ‘thank you Father’ when I could have so easily missed it.

Did I mention that I really like thrift stores?

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Another from the ‘archives’:

pain
properly understood
still hurts

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trapped inside my head
a hamster wheel of ideas
spinning in one place

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say hello again
maybe this time
it will take

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weekend afternoon
the sound of a lawnmower
as I nap

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so out of place
I might have been
photoshopped in

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sitting alone
watching an empty bench
across the field

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hiding in formal phrases
so you never guess
I really mean them

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numb twisting fears
I won’t be good enough
maybe these are my dragons

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Part of the reason my haiku posting is sporadic is my best haiku sometimes say way too much about what I’m thinking. So after weeding out the ones that I don’t like and the ones I don’t want to admit to having written, there’s not always much left.

This is only one factor, of course, but it’s one that’s simpler to deal with than say, not having ideas for a new haiku. Starting next week I’ll be posting a new run of haiku, some ’safer’ than others. We’ll see how long that lasts…

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