“It’s a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can’t eat for eight hours; he can’t drink for eight hours; he can’t make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.” “You don’t love because: you love…
Category: Life
A STORY: THE BEGINNING
***This may or may not be a running piece – meaning that I’ll add to it as I go. It is a bit of a thought experiment, a stretching of the rhetorical and imagination muscles. I have no idea where, if anywhere, it will go. I like that.*** Not quite late at night, I wanted…
QUIET WEEK
Quiet. That’s how the week has been. I’m not sure if it seems quiet by comparison to the noise of the last two weeks (it is), or if it’s quiet by my normal standards. My friend Lisa seems upset with me and has mentioned several times that I’ve been quiet (I have). She said if…
FREE WEDNESDAY AT THE BROOKS
The Memphis Brooks Museum of Art has free admission on Wednesdays. Today happens to be a Wednesday – score. After a long morning of writing, thinking, reading, and exercise – a visit to a museum seemed in order. It is a fairly small museum – though when I look at their collection online – I…
THE COMPLICATIONS AND FREEDOM OF CHOICE
Scrolling through Instagram yesterday I came across this ad on my feed. –> I’m sure it’s based on job searches I’ve conducted or search terms I’ve used related to existential crisis, dread, etc. etc. A few people have asked me what I’m going to do. My answer is the same as it was over a…
UNSETTLED LIKE NOVICE MOUNTAINS
Unsettled. That’s the word for tonight. Unsettled mind, unsettled interests, unsettled goals…. unsettled. For the few hours I’ve had after dinner, I basically did nothing. I had some music on. I had my laptop open. The phone was to my left, the set of paints to my right. I wanted to paint, but couldn’t think…
FREE TO BE MESSY
Last night I tried my hand at painting again. I painted a barn from a photo I had taken a few years ago. For not having any training, it’s ok. But… the whole thing is so utterly, and entirely psychologically me. In that regard, I didn’t accomplish what I had wanted to (I’ll get to…
VALENTINE’S DAY: 18 HOURS IN NASHVILLE
Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. My stepdaughter is visiting for the weekend. We spent the morning walking around Memphis. We walked all the way from my apartment, down along the river to the S. Main area. We walked by where I used to work. We spent some time outside the Civil Rights Museum, quietly looking at…
WITHOUT HUME, BUT NOT WITHOUT HUMOR
More often than not, I begin my mornings with a cat in my face and a bleary eyed reach to grab my phone and check the time. If it’s an appropriate time to get up (anytime after 5) I might actually get up. Usually before doing so, I’ll do a quick scroll through the dating…
PETTY (TOM OR TOMFOOLERY)
For a while now, I’ve thought about listing some minor, but very persistent annoyances. Aside from venting, I’m not sure what purpose that would serve, and yet…. But first, for no real reason at all other than to tie in the title of this post – here’s a Tom Petty video. It’s great to see…
COMMITMENT
To love without knowing how to love wounds the person we love. Thich Nhat Hanh I spent a good part of yesterday thinking and not writing. Well… I wrote in the morning, but there was a topic I wanted to tackle all day and wasn’t able to. What that looks like for me (when it’s…