“What d’you think about when you’re on your own, like in the car or somewhere”? I ask my sister as we hang out her washing that always smells so much nicer than my own.
“What d’you mean, what do I think about”, she responds as if I’ve gone a bit funny in the head.
“Well, what goes through your head, when you’re driving say, I mean is your head empty or do you let thoughts just appear from nowhere, or d’you think specific things”? I ask, warming to my theme.
“I dunno know, stuff” she says, looking at me quizzically as she tries to find the other half of a lone sock.
“What stuff then”?, I press her, curious.
“Stuff like, what I’m doing for dinner, stuff about work, The Evil Outlaw, if she’s happened to annoy me, you know – stuff”
“Ever think of nothing”, I ask.
“How would I know if it was nothing – if it was nothing”, she looks at me, eyebrows raised.
“Um, good point”, I say thoughtfully.
“So what do you think about then”? She turns the question to me.
“Well, I think about, how I might write stuff down, if asked that is, which is completely unlikely. I mull over, how I might describe a conversation such as this one, you know…”
“Well go on then. Have a go, you’re always TALKING about writing, why don’t you give it a try”.
“Yea, think I will”.
We carry the empty basket to the house, in companionable silence. I wonder what she’s thinking!
Occasional Scribbles 
This post was truly lovely (as are many of your other posts, by the way) and I smiled as I was reading it. You have a wonderful way of capturing thoughts and expressing them in words. I wondered as I was reading it “Is this the lady with the chickens and ill husband who finally found a nice wedding outfit at M&S?” and after scrolling down I realized it was. While your blog is not receiving many comments (currently – where there’s life there’s hope!), it doesn’t mean your words aren’t read, pondered over and remembered. I mean – just think – people thousands of miles away (that would be me) wonder about how you and your husband are doing, are affected or moved or entertained by your words, or relate to them and your experiences, and wish you well. It’s funny, isn’t it? But it’s also nice too. Don’t be discouraged by the lack of comments – I sometimes think people tend to comment only when they either strongly disagree or agree with something. A lack of comments doesn’t mean you’re not being read or that you’re not having an effect on a reader. I just thought I’d finally drop a line to say I enjoy your blog and send you and your family best wishes, especially during such a difficult time. 🙂
By: Cinammon on 14/07/2008
at 8:50 pm
I usually think “How on earth did I get here?”, I often can’t remember going round roundabouts, so does that mean I usually think of nothing?
Do you know what I mean, when you get to your destination (locally) and you seem to have arrived on auto pilot!!!!
Good writing, I enjoyed that.
By: Lynette on 14/07/2008
at 9:09 pm
Oh yes and I meant to add – I hope you keep writing. 🙂
By: Cinammon on 14/07/2008
at 9:42 pm
Cinammon, thank you so much for your kind comments. I feel much better about the lack of feedback and have renewed energy to keep going! Thank you.
By: scribbles08 on 14/07/2008
at 11:20 pm
Lynette, I’m often quite worried when I find myself arriving somewhere, having no idea whatsoever, how I got there!!
By: scribbles08 on 14/07/2008
at 11:24 pm