Anyway, this grown man turns and walks back toward the corner of the street. My very astute, always vigilant four year old says, "Mom, he wasted his ways."
I thought she meant he wasted his "waves" (you know, because we didn't turn and head straight into that tax office).
I asked her what she meant.
She said, "You know, he walked all the WAY this way, and now he is walking that WAY again. He wasted his ways, mom."
Oh. Right. His ways.
It made me think. How do I, in any given day, waste my ways? You know, how do I waste my time? talent? money? opportunities?
How are your ways? Wasted or not?