We have a day of rest here in Las Cruces, and I spend it soaking up all the current events I can. I’ve been a news junkie all my life; high school debate and a journalism major will do that to you. I’ve been cut off from all but the most intrusive headlines for 24 days now and I need a fix.
The friend we are visiting shares my passion, as does another friend of his I’ve never met but with whom I share a lively email relationship. We three agree to meet for coffee and its fun to get to know this new person in real life.
We spend a satisfying few hours ranting about the sad state of affairs in the world (that is what news junkies most love doing) and sharing our predictions for how our current mess is going to end (that is the other thing news junkies love to do.)
My husband (not a news junkie) agrees to a take-out dinner so we can watch even more news together. Isn’t that sweet…
Leaving our place to get the food, my friend backs up on the long driveway, misjudges and hits a tree. He’s going slow and there is no damage, but he has to laugh at himself. “Just broke one of my rules,” he says. “Never back up more than you have to.”
It’s a such wise insight that I immediately adopt it as my personal rule #25.
Tomorrow we will leave this pretty little casita, and the stunning distant mountain views, and head to Dallas. For tonight, I’m content to yell at the talking heads on TV as my friend and I debate what’s going on.
This song has seen a resurgence in popularity lately and I’m glad. It’s a favorite and it fits this day well.