I have no idea where today went. It picked up where I left off last night (and didn’t write about) – which was thinking about my former job. Yesterday I got word that my former boss is leaving. It was sent out in a mass email by the board chair. To me, it reads as…
Category: Life
SPRING BREEZE
Last night I got in to bed early and started to read some poems by Mark Strand. Earlier I had read a bit more of the novel I’m reading – it’s really good. The section I had finished was about a funeral and loss. It made me wish that my ex-fiancee, B, and I had…
A MOVING DAY
Sometimes I wonder if the body can tell time and recognize memory. I haven’t slept well for the past few days. Maybe it’s the long walks I’ve been taking. Maybe it’s the change in temperature. Maybe my body is remembering this time last year. I can remember standing under the neighbor’s tree in the front…
CIRCLE BACK
Disruptive. Disruptions? Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band… As I try to sort and sift, to make sense of a world gone a little crazy, my most stabilizing force is a year in the mist and everyone else clamors me me me. Perhaps this is how Ginsburg felt… “I saw the best minds of my…
AS THE DAYS SLIDE
The days slide in to each other… this was happening before the pandemic, but I still kept time of weekends based on being able to do a bit more. Now very few things distinguish one day from the next. It’s like being in the shower and getting so caught up in a thought that I…
LET IT BE
I often find that reflection leads to deeper reflection. For me, it also tends to see-saw between seemingly contradictory ideas and feelings. I was struggling this morning to write about how I feel like I should be doing more… I can’t even define the context. The impetus came from thinking about how I’ll describe this…
THE PARADOX OF POTENTIAL
I’ll preface this post by saying, the words don’t seem to want to come out this morning. Quite literally, I feel like I’m forgetting certain words or struggling to pick the right words. What I hope to write about, what I’m trying to write about are these competing urges to sit still (Buddhism) and to…
FAILED MEDITATIONS
Tonight was another night when my mind was all over the place. I read a bit more of the book I started. Loved this passage – almost spit my drink out. It’s about an Irishman on his first trip to New York in the 70s. I boarded a bus amid the swelter and noise. Later…
NEW BOOK: A HAPPY LITTLE DISCOVERY
Last night, having finished the book of poems I was reading, I went to the bookshelf looking for something new. I have a lot of books, but most of them are still boxed up because my stay in the apartment was supposed to be temporary. The plan was move down here, get the lay of…
GOOD AND RIGHT
Sometimes, the day just falls in to place. Today was one of those days. Nothing special happened, but the things that happened all felt good and right (mostly). I had a decent breakfast and spent the morning reading and writing. I’ve been trying to finish one of the books of poetry I’ve been reading, but…
…AND DAMMIT, PEOPLE LIKE ME
Two nights ago (Friday night), I hopped on a video chat with my friends. There were seven or eight of us on the call. It was nice to see faces and just do what we would have done at a party – which is drink and either hang around the kitchen or sit around outside…