Blind Sided

Ever once in a while, when we least expect it, something happens that completely takes us by surprise. For example, hopping into the car on a Monday morning only to discover that one of the tires is flat. Maybe it's when the sound system at the Funeral Home goes berserk when you're singing that special song during a funeral and a loud, sustained burst of feedback completely obliterates the music and your voice. Or, maybe it's when you go to the secret hiding place and expect to find that one last Moon Pie you stashed only to learn that someone else knows the secret hiding place and apparently got there before you did. I hate when that happens.

Those things are surprises, and sometimes uncomfortable ones. But what is really sad is when a person reveals a side of their personality that was previously hidden, and for a darn good reason too. Seeing the slash-and-burn-psycho side of someone can be right unsettling.

Coffee would be good right now.