Oh gray day!
You blow me away!
I am completely held captive
            by the strength of your gaze!
To break away
            from this imagined hold,
            I cannot move too far away,
            Or grow, somehow, too bold.
You move and let me sway,
As I permit myself to be carried away. 

I can imagine myself writing here about how happy I am to be home.  As we inch closer to moving, both into the apartment and then back to California, it will get more difficult.  I have just now, just this morning, acknowledged and accepted that.  The only thing I can do is push through.

Looking outside you'd never guess that tomorrow there will ( Read more... )

Today I heard the first mention of possible snow.  Next week ( Read more... )

The good news about all this shit is that I can feel myself becoming more of a writer.

It is another Monday morning.  My Monday mornings are becoming noticeably darker and colder.  As I type this, the office heater is struggling to bring the room temperature up from 50ºF to my desired 68ºF.  I have yet to acquiesce and turn my home heater on, lest I be saddled with a gas bill larger than $35.  I'm not going to be able to hold off for ( Read more... )

These past five years have been deep waters.
These past five years have been a training ground.
These years continue to be deep waters.
And these years continue to be training ground.

To Do Today:
Continue converting paper files to electronic files
Review benefits package
Fantasize about my new contact lenses and glasses
Write down questions for my doctor ( Read more... )

Things To Be Happy About
October 22, 2007

The Sopranos
Iconoclasts on the Sundance Channel
Alice Waters
Kids boarding a school bus at 8:30am, dressed as pioneers
Red trees
Yellow trees with dark, dark brown trunks
Orange trees
Purple trees
My future garden
Pumpkin cupcakes
Days in the 70ºFs, well into October
Sinclair Lewis
Transition periods
My future Halloween ( Read more... )

 T.C. Boyle does it again.

As my first step towards moving, I took care of the massive stack of paper that had been inhabiting the lower shelf of my bookcase. 
It was mostly innocuous - paid bills, printed articles waiting to be read, recipes, more paid bills - but it was out of control.  I am a stacker.  Just stick it in a pile and I'll put it away later.  It works that way ( Read more... )

From where I stand, things are changing ( Read more... )