Understanding me.

Today I met someone, well I knew them but never truly met them.  That someone was me.  I slept in today and curled up and chatted with Me. We had coffee. Then we read an amazing book.  The book was a little slow at first and was not very interesting, until I hit a chapter and I was like “wow”. I wrote in the margins, dog eared corners, and underlined sentences we found important( so not me to dog ear and mark the inside). Me and I wrote in a journal and asked each other questions.  We went deep in our conversation.  We put a movie on this afternoon but didn’t watch it, it was more or a little background static, a werewolf movie.   Me and I ran and did a couple errands. Then we stepped out and did something I didn’t think I would do, not just one but three things.  Then we came home and we just sat together.  Not much talking, just sitting with myself.  It was peaceful, she’s rather interesting.  I’m learning a lot from her.  She’s very smart . I guess she hid it for awhile. Then we sat and watched a movie, actually watching.  I started it and realized I had seen it several times. It was different this time. A different meaning than I remembered.  It was worth watching.