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Lost in Parkland...

Lost...
Wandering the dark
A spark waves to me
From beyond the lights

Rushing to observe it closer
I lose my way
Turned around
I have no reference

Circling the parking-lot
Looking for the car
I didn't save the memory
They all look the same

The dog in that truck
With the thousand yard stare
Gives me the once over
I wonder how long he's been waiting

Damn! It's cold out here
I could use a fur coat
And a warm body glad to see me
I rattle my keys like a talisman

Eureka! The four-ways flashing!
As I hurry to find safety
I look back to see the dog all a wagging
And feel glad for him.

Misery loves company...

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While waiting for my wife at the store, I had the sudden urge to go look for something in the store. I figured that she wouldn't be much longer and rushed to get in and out before she returned to the car. Unfortunately, I didn't turn to look at where I parked before going into the store. I came out another door and...
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Hi, Geezer,
Eureka! is right! What a fun, but very accurate look at forgetting where you park. Thank goodness for flashing lights! I try to park in the same spot when I go to routine places so that I don't walk all over the parking lot looking for my vehicle. Really like the imagery of the dog - misery does love company.
Thank you,
L

park in the same spots or close to them, but it was early evening and on a Friday when there were many shoppers out.
I wasn't originally going in the store, so I parked farther away than the Handicapped, places. [I have a placard that I can put on the mirror when I do use them.] Yeah, the dog was looking toward the door; where his master had gone in and when I walked by, he gave me a quick look. [I suppose that he was hoping that I was his master; who like me, had come out a different door.] But he went right back to staring at that door. I was thinking that at least he was out of the wind and he had a fur coat to keep him warm. Thanks for the read and comments. ~ Geez.
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for one of those battery-powered lights that you hang up in places where it's difficult to see. Our little pantry in the kitchen has no light. [I didn't find one and I guess I will have to look in a hardware store.] Once I figured out that I could hit the electric door-locks on the key fob and the four ways would flash and the horn sound, I was good! Only a little way from where I was standing. Looking back to see the dog in his truck, I was pleased to see that he was wiggling and happy. However, I didn't get to see the owner, because while I was busy getting the car started and the heater running, he drove off. Thanks for the read and the comments, ~ Geez.
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