I’m unemployed, single, and it’s uncomfortably hot out. While my morning started off fine enough with a long walk and stop at the farmers’ market, I’ve been cranky for the past few hours. I don’t know if it would be better or worse to have a partner in these moments. On the one hand, they…
Category: Life
From Behind the Camera
This morning I popped my earbuds in and walked out the door – much like I do every other morning. I took a few steps down the hall and something about the way the song I was listening to started off – the way the notes hit me – combined with the visual of the…
Ashes to Ashes
I am not a religious person. There are too many variables in the world / universe for me to believe in any one doctrine or dogma. I wasn’t raised in any particular religion – I’m sure that has something to do with my lack of religious conviction. If the bible was read in our house,…
Walking
Some of my earliest memories are of going to Penn State football games. Crisp fall days, leaves rustling, idyllic college campus, corduroys (they were in style when I was kid) and sweaters, and the sun breaking through clouds and trees. My family is a family of routine. Or at least it was then. We would…
Tuesday Evening Coming Down
Well, I woke up Sunday morningWith no way to hold my head that didn’t hurtAnd the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t badSo I had one more for dessertThen I fumbled in my closet for my clothesAnd found my cleanest dirty shirtAnd I shaved my face and combed my hairAnd stumbled down the stairs to…
Walking in Limbo
I try to go for a long walk (6 – 7 miles) every morning and then a shorter walk (about 4 miles) every evening. I try to time my evening walks so that I catch the sunset over the Mississippi River – they’re pretty stunning and last night was no exception. Sometimes I’ll share the…
Reading Alone
Reading is a solitary activity. There are ways to make it less solitary such as book groups and, I suppose, even audio books. But technically, it is a solitary activity. I’m not a student of the science or art of reading, I don’t know what happens in the brain during the process, and I’m too…
Stuff
Materials, supplies, or equipment used in various activities. To dunk (basketball). Writing, discourse, talk, or ideas of little value. Trash. To fill by packing things in. Random things. According to Wikipedia, Stuff is a New Zealand news media website owned by Stuff Ltd and the biggest media website in New Zealand, with a monthly unique…
Sunsets and a Little Swagger
I spent my afternoon reading and editing some of my older posts. I also revised and still didn’t send the email to my ex-fiancee that I mentioned in my earlier post. There’s a good chance I won’t send it. When I’ve reached out in the past a few different things happen. First, I almost immediately…
Living with Grace
With only one cup of coffee in me and wanting to get outside before the heat set in, I re-read yesterday’s post and a few others, skipped reading the news, and was out of the apartment before 7:30am. It was an intense walk. I was thinking about a lot of different things, seemingly disjointed things….
Freedom Rock
Apologies up front – this post has nothing to do with the musical box set or the amazingly cheesy commercial for the box set… “turn it up, man.” I honestly have no idea where my day went today. I spent a lot of time this morning reading through old posts, thinking about having to move,…
Is it FOMO or Something Deeper?
Tonight, I was scrolling through Facebook, killing time as usual, when I came across a post from a friend who is out hiking in the Pacific Northwest. We’re not close friends, more like acquaintances from BBQs. Every year she goes on a hike or adventure like this. She goes alone. Her husband stays back with…