Train of Thought

I was walking down the sidewalk the other day
When I saw a small squirrel scampering through the grass.
It reminded me of that time I was wandering a college campus
And happened across a small grove filled with squirrels and bunnies.
I was there because I had not made it into the seminars I had chosen.
I signed up for two, and I had thought it probable that I would get into at least one of them.
When I was in elementary school, I entered my school science fair
With a project dealing with probabilities and dice rolls.
I remember sitting and watching my father play Baldur’s Gate and Icewind Dale
And seeing the dice rolls pop up, representing the dice rolls
That without a computer would have been done by hand.
I enjoyed playing on the computer when I was younger.
I played things such as Peter Rabbit’s Math Garden and The Teletubbies.
In The Teletubbies there was a baby in the sun.
I once was a baby. But now almost two decades have passed,
And I am a child no longer.
I recently aged out of a program without a chance to say goodbye.
Nobody likes goodbyes.
Saying goodbye makes people a bit strange,
Makes them feel like they are losing grasp of something they are struggling to keep.
My family’s puppy tried to escape out of a hole in the fence the other day.
Perhaps he was trying to chase the squirrel
That was scampering through the grass.

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