It is just a hair short of 10:30 on a Tuesday night and I am floating between foul and fair, moods that is. I have plenty to be thankful for and a lot to be angry about. Another untimely death last week of someone I once knew, the BlackBerry and the damn tire have me wound up.
At the same time I have a sort of whimsical feeling. It reminds me a bit of the old days when I was a lad. Those days when I had my own apartment and no responsibilities at all. I spent more than a few nights floating on a raft in the middle of the pool.
Sometimes I’d spend the entire night on that raft. I’d wake up with the sun, feeling refreshed. Life was different then, as well it should be.
I hadn’t a clue that I’d ever be in the position I am today. Couldn’t have foreseen any of this. It just never occurred to me. As to whether that was ignorance, naivete or what I can’t say or care not to speculate about. It doesn’t really matter.
The BlackBerry took its final breath Sunday afternoon. Although I had backed up most of my data, there was a portion that I hadn’t gotten to. Its death was sudden so I never did get the chance to save those few things. Some simple messages that had more meaning to me are lost.
Sure, I remember them. The most important were seared upon my soul. You can call that melodramatic or hyperbole if you wish, but they meant that much to me. And the one who sent them knows that what I say is so.Not that it matters.
So here I sit, wondering how long I will be placed in the wonderful world of the absurd. This is not the life that I signed up for, but at the moment it is the one that I have.
I am doing the best that I can to make it all work. I think that I’ll end this here and start a new post to whine in.