It was a cold night...with a full moon....

It was very dark when she stepped outside. Not sure of what was about to happen, the young lady wrapped her coat around her body just a little tighter. It was so cold you could see her breath escaping its warm sanctuary. The ground was frozen and made a crunching sound with each step. It was a full moon and the light was so bright it hurt her sleepy eyes. She got into the car and turned the heat up hoping for warmth to arrive swiftly. She looked at the two ladies who were in the car with her -- they seemed so confident. They knew what was about to happen. Gently, she exits her drive and begins the long journey into town. Slowly the warm air softens her chills. They pass a few cars along the way and she wonders, how did I get here? The radio humming melodies in the background keeps her awake. Finally they arrive... The scene before her was like nothing she had ever witnessed before. The insanity of that moment was almost unbearable. How in the world will she ever find a place to park? Would she ever find what she needed once she stepped inside? The fear of the unknown was taking over. The anxiety of the past 11 months built up into one climactic moment. She was intimidated by those who knew what they wanted and were going to get it -- no matter what they had to do. She admired these people and oh how she wished she could be more like them -- Confident! Sure! Ready for Action!

It was 6 A.M. at Wal-Mart the DAY AFTER THANKSGIVING. I had no list. I bought a Coke C2...that is all.

Remember: "A man is not old until regrets start taking place of dreams." - unknown