Monday Random

• We had our first snowfall before Halloween, and first measurable snowfall on Halloween.
• Today is sunny and feels like autumn, and looks like autumn. I am writing yes, but as soon as is possible, I will be shutting off everything with a screen and a signal and getting outdoors.
• It might be my last chance. The weekend brings snow and cold again.
• Thanksgiving. Do I write a post about it this year?
• Many thoughts, many debates, arguments
• I try to keep it simple. There are many things in this world that do not arrive in pristine packages.
• History is messy.
• Everywhere.
• What is important is now, and beyond, to have a grateful heart to God and also to our families and friends who hold us up and let us be in their lives all year.
• And the food is tremendous.

Downbeat

Stuck in some film
I will fall in love here
as the music builds
replacing the dirges of the week
with a saxophone
crying in the jukebox

I used to worry
this first impression
a benefit of time passing
my don’t-give-a-rat’s-ass
sets in
the whole club in jeans
and I am wearing lace

Ignoring you
like a girl in school
demure
crossing my legs
the smoke rings
giving me away
each way I turn
wafting towards you

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It is only melancholy
it is not catching
it is
not a disease, though
it could be described as chronic-
family whispering at the door
friends bringing casseroles
and good wishes-
what is the cure
for being a whirling dervish
amongst the rest of the world
that turns as it should-

1984

On nights like tonight I remember my friend. She was there when I felt I had no one and no safety net. Home was a cancer. School was something in which I could never find a place. My town ate me alive.

She gave light and laughter to everything. She was foolish and foolhardy. On nights like tonight I remember the fun days. In my memory she is always laughing. She surrounded herself only with friends who loved life and did not tell her what to do and what not to do. I changed and she was gone. It did not take long.

this room is airless
the air is cold from outside
she does not miss me

 

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Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

-Kahlil Gibran

Monday Random: evening

• Tonight I am reflecting obsessing about my day.
• It wasn’t a bad day, not really.
• Mondays are usually Mr. Street’s second day off so when he was called into work, I re-ordered my day
• In the morning I made the cheesecake I promised him, and it was nestling in the fridge, chilling up for his return when I left for my errands.
• I had this thought to take myself out to lunch, at a place that I enjoy more than he does.