no matter how good
you feel, the morning won’t be
as it is right now
I know how you feel.
If I were walking, I’d be a foot off the ground.
It’s like just falling in love — you want the sensations to last forever.
You don’t want to go to sleep because you know that no matter how good you feel, in the morning it won’t be as good as it is right now.
W. P. Kinsella in the book, Shoeless Joe.
Going back to my roots, I have started listening to books on tape, welllll, audio books on my drive to work.
It is a shame really.
I live in a coastal paradise.
The drive through palm trees and across the intercoastal waterway as the sun rises out of the Atlantic Ocean should be enough of a daily treat that I would never tire of seeing it.
To be sure, I greet the visual aspect of my twice a week commute with pleasure that far outweighs any that I might have felt driving into the city of Atlanta.
It is my co-drivers.
The people I share my experience with.
The people who I would gladly banish to far off Mongolia if I could.
Bill Bryson once wrote something along the lines that God planned for Mr. Bryson to spend part of his day with the dumbest people in the world and that God arranged that by bringing the dumbest people in the world in their cars to drive along with Mr. Bryson to work.
I know what he means.
The frustration of yelling at drivers who marvel at things like a traffic light changing.
These people find this so marvelous, they sit and watch it for several cycles.
I need to escape and I use audio books to take me away from these people.
I can lose myself in the story and find myself at work or at home and much angst-less than without the audio book.
I also happened to be gifted three Audible credits for Father’s Day and because of this, I discovered Audibles free list.
I returned to audio books with an old favorite, Shoeless Joe.
I love the book and the choice of words in the writing but I also like the reader, Grover Gardner and I have searched out his books as he reads with a voice I hear in my head when I read.
Anyway, listening to Shoeless Joe, the writing in Shoeless Joe has been much on mind
W.P. Kinsella can turn a phrase with the best of them.
Mr. Hemingway wrote that to write about an experience is such a way that the experience became part of the collective consciousness of the reader was what it took to be a writer.
Mr. Kinsella writes about common things in our collective consciousness in a way that makes me stop and say to myself, Yup, that’s it.
Mr. Kinsella even starts this passage with know how you feel.
And he does.
If I were walking, I’d be a foot off the ground. It’s like just falling in love — you want the sensations to last forever. You don’t want to go to sleep because you know that no matter how good you feel, in the morning it won’t be as good as it is right now.
Romance.
Being in love.
Being happy to see someone.
You want the sensations to last forever.
You don’t want to go to sleep because you know that no matter how good you feel, in the morning it won’t be as good as it is right now.
But the feeling doesn’t last forever.
In the morning it won’t be a good as it is right now.
Love stories start with romance.
The romance or maybe the romantic feelings don’t last by the love story can go on.
Romance is a hybrid world.
A land maybe of make believe.
The land where, for a while, dreams can come true.
A land where feelings can’t be sustained.
Because in the morning it won’t be a good as it is right now.
I am remined of Orson Welles in the Third Man with this famous speech.
You know what the fellow said – in Italy, for thirty years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love, they had five hundred years of democracy and peace – and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock.
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