It occurred to me, that back window from yesterday’s photo belongs to a car whose owner lives in the same apartment complex as I do. That person most likely goes to church with me. I most likely saw that person at church today, I might have met that person; I might have even talked to that person. We may have even become friends. Point being, I shouldn’t make fun of my friends, especially before they know we’re friends. But don’t I make fun of my friends anyway? They know I’m joking and they have just as much fun as I do at their expense? Because, don’t people need to laugh at themselves every once in a while? So maybe I’m just trying to get a head start on things. No, it’s not my cynicism or sarcasm or jadedness; it’s my good intentions, my deep desire to make friends.