I’m watching a movie which must be Canadian. Not saying that in a bad way. There is something kind of charmingly simple and silly about Canadian movies. The movie is called The Wrong Guy with Dave Foley. The plot is that about a guy who gets into a situation way over his head when he thinks the police are after him for murdering his boss. The police know he didn’t do it, there was a surveillance camera so they saw the whole thing. Anyway, this poor guy is on the run and doing all he can to avoid being caught. But, no one is chasing him. Added irony, he is wearing a blood stained suit and no one really seems to bother about it. He just doesn’t look dangerous enough.
What would you do if you spent a week on the run from the police for something you didn’t do then found out it
For just one day you can hear the thoughts of other people. Who do you want to listen to most of all? Who would you visit during your day and what would you expect to hear them thinking? What are you afraid you might hear and wish you didn’t?
In Canada it’s Remembrance Day today. Draw a poppy as a memorial. It doesn’t have to be good, it’s just a tribute to real people after all, not intended to be perfect. If you have a red crayon, pencil or pen fill in the colour too. Now you have your own personal poppy you can pin to your jacket today instead of those factory issue flowers everyone else is wearing. Kind of nice isn’t it?
On your desk or work space right now… what is the piece of paper (or some other) thing that you would least like to have a fly become squished on? What would you most not want to have fly guts plastered to? How would those stray fly body parts change some aspect of your life, if they were smushed on something on your desk right now?