I was thinking this morning about someone I know who can just suck the life out of me along with every ounce of joy and happy with the opening of their mouth, the expression on their face, their words and comments. I’ll bet you don’t know anyone like that.
As I sit here typing these words, I must admit I always feel some pity for this person. What a lonely existence to be a life-joy-happy-sucker to other people. They have to feel how they make others feel, it’s so sad, even if they do it to themselves. Something makes or made them that way and it couldn’t be anything good.
All that said, I also think how incredibly powerful I just made them sound. Wow. As I reread the words of how they make me feel and what they do to me, it’s incredible that they have that much control over me . . .
that I gave them . . . by handing them a straw.