An imaginary conversation about what I’m doing

Hey you.

Hey yourself.

Whatcha doing?

Wondering.

About what?

Nothing in particular.

Sounds…uh…boring as fuck.

I’m never bored!

So you claim.

It’s true. 

So give me an example of what your’re thinking about.

I don’t think it’s thinking, exactly. It’s just wondering.

For instance?

I wonder if I could lean at just the right angle to see the flying pig on my back porch reflected on the countertop on my kitchen island.

Wow.

Did I claim to be thinking deep thoughts?

Uh…no. What else?

I wonder what it is in coffee beans that makes them smell so amazing.

Chemicals…

Right, magically in just the right combination to smell like THAT. If I believed in miracles, that would be one.

That’s more interesting than the flying pig thing.

Thanks. You don’t think reflections are interesting? I think seeing is fascinating.

Seeing?

Sure. All the rods and cones and the optic nerve and all that goes together and we process it and it’s like a movie in our head all the time. And if we look at things from different angles, literal or metaphorical, we see something very different.

Now the shit’s getting deep.

Fuck you.

Heh.

You’re the one who asked.

I didn’t think it was so weird in there.

You have a pretty good idea how weird it is in my head. A lot of it goes right out of my mouth into your ears.

Very true.

I thought that was one of the things you liked about me.

Like. Present tense. I do.

Then don’t dis the weirdness.

Yes’m.