September 15 – journey continues

journey continues
highs, lows, both unexpected
Jackie bought doughnuts

Reportedly, the share of American young adults living with their parents is the highest in 75 years.

33% of those aged 25-29 or 3 times as many as in the 1970’s.

Our son, Jackie, known as Jay, lives at home.

I guess I should say he stays at home as he live online in the gaming world when he is here.

Last night he came home with a dozen chocolate covered, cream filled, Dunkin Doughnuts.

How can so many highs and lows be tied into a food item at the same time.

Start with a deep fried cake, fill it with creme, coat it with a sugar glaze and cover the top with chocolate icing.

But the calories.

Oh the sweetness.

Deep frying?

Fluffy cake.

How fast it disappears.

The sugar high.

Bliss of kinda doing something wrong.

The ‘thunk’ when it lands in my stomach.

Do I need this?

Do I want this?

I shut off the discussion, tabled the question and called for an end to the debate.

Then, ate a doughnut with a clear conscience.

September 9 – creepy sensation

creepy sensation
Another Monday morning
all happened before

Drove to work.

Showed my ID at the gate and parked.

Opened my office door and turned on the lights and the computers.

Took my water bottle to the breakroom to rinsed and refilled with water.

Pick up the day’s Newspapers to read about what had happened prior to the papers going to press.

Another day at work starts.

So many ways, the same as before.

So many ways, so different.

Déjà vu all over again.

September 8 – Our History

when pulled backward
unmistakable pattern
rally, move forward.

Andy: Hope.
Red: Hope? Let me tell you something, my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane. It’s got no use on the inside. You’d better get used to that idea.

Andy: Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies

From the 1994 movie, The Shawshank Redemption, written and directed by Frank Darabont, based on the 1982 Stephen King novella Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption.

August 24 – sunlight, bright, clear, loud

sunlight, bright, clear, loud
world in motion, spinning round
new day, same old way

There is a quality to the sunlight down here in Georgia.

It’s a reoccurring theme in these notes.

It is brighter.

It is clearer.

It is stronger.

It is, some how, loud, in its brightness.

Being in it, seeing it, waking up to it, makes you feel better just for its being there.

It starts shining bright every morning.

The same and always different.

Always new.

August 22 – coming in tired

coming in tired
amazing simpatico
takes all sorts to start

Random words and phrases as I listen to the conversation during a rain delay in the 3rd test match.

Random words that describe my morning to a T.

Fog of fatigue.

Swamp of emotions in drive to work.

Things to do.

Things I have to do.

Things to get done.

If asked though, I just want to lay down for 10 minutes and close my eyes.