Relative Something

The thing about things and experiences is that most fly by faster than words can capture when I’m ensconced in the confines of the day-job for 10 hours a day trying to fill in for others who are ill, delayed by snow-slowed traffic, or on a skiing vacation in the mountains, leaving me spinning in opposite directions most of the day in a vain attempt to accomplish more instead of less toward the goals that lie before us; goals which currently far exceed our ability to successfully meet, forcing me to work at such an insane pace that I miss even noticing what the weather is doing outside and providing a little surprise at the end of the very long day, a day that was sweetened by meeting a friend for a dinner out that ended up putting me even more in the dark about the surprise that was waiting all over my driveway, particularly at the end by the street where the city plow had so perfectly piled a particularly firm and dense mass that was difficult to see because for some strange reason that could very likely be related to sub-freezing temperatures, the two outside light fixtures on either side of the garage door have decided to occasionally refrain from functioning, which makes a nice complement for the one by the front door that has a daylight sensor that is supposed to keep the bulb from lighting during daytime hours, yet seems to require direct sunlight to successfully interpret when it is actually daytime and so it stays on pretty much all the time, even though I rarely get to notice because I am stuck in the confines of the day-job, not that I haven’t tried to do something about that sorry lack of visual opportunity to see what the weather is doing by enlisting the services of a contractor to replace the one unused overhead dock door with window glass, but said contractor is proving to be a master of inaction and the project that was conceived during the warm months of autumn is now expected to take place in the coldest month of the year during the only hours the contractor’s crew engages in such installation activity and which just so happens to be the very same hours when our crew is executing their primary responsibilities, none of which involve sitting in a room with a gaping hole the size a truck could drive through during the coldest month of the year.

I’m going to take a day off from devising something new to present. In the space which that creates, I present a re-post from the past… One year ago today, this is what I came up with:

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Think

think about a reason not to think about
the things that for whatever silly reason
remain easier not to talk about
with the people who really matter most
as if the things that transpired
some time in the long ago past
deserve to hold sway
in a negative way
right now today
at the critical time of now
which matters more than any other
regardless how we allow
our silly trepidations
to carry so much weight
when things that did do harm
on a scale far beyond
our ability to comprehend
continue to come back around
and diminish each individual’s worth
for every time hurt befalls one other
all people of the world ultimately suffer

Originally posted 18 December, 2009

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Happy Saturday, 2010.

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