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In my confused mind, I went over the list of potential birthday gifts for the third time and they all didn’t seem like the right thing. It has always been a pain trying to conjure up the perfect present for mom. The process of searching for “the gift” went like this.
I started off by listing off all the possible material things that my mom could ever want. Unfortunately, this list remained blank as ever. My mom never seemed to want anything in particular. So after having had a futile search through the clothes, shoes, jewelry sections of the department, I ended up asking myself “So?” and the answer always comes, “Nah”.
So what to do? After having had a great education in TAS learning to think outside of the box. I tried to do that. I climbed out of this oppressive material world and thought, what could possibly be so divine that it would rock my mom’s socks off when she received her birthday present? Maybe I could make her a scrapbook of all the years since my brother and I were wearing diapers. That would be pretty cool. But I only had 5 days and I could only work on it when she was in the shower. Scratch that. Maybe I could burn a CD with all the songs that she likes. But I did that in lower school already; it would be a tad bit cliche. I know! I could give her 3 weeks of daily massaging but that’s not fun stuff for me. So? Aghh.
Hopefully, it will come up in my dreams. It’s in my brain somewhere. I just can’t suck it out and force it to present itself visibly to my conscious senses. Dream a little dream for me, birthday gift.
