What? What? What?
Sunday. The Oakland China Streetfest is next weekend as well as the Sistahs Steppin' in Pride parade (which conveniently starts just down the block from me beside the lake) so I'm mentally gearing up to venture forth and shoot pictures because, well, life is wonderful and when life is wonderful one is always looking forward to setting forth into the world with a camera and, because, I'm running out of images for the journal and getting my act together to walk down to the lake or take a bus downtown is not too difficult to contemplate as I'm huddled under the covers hugging my pillow.
And what was that about?
Perhaps I tend to exaggerate certain aspects of my life. I tend to recall the tag lines from songs: “I have become comfortably numb” at the moment. Part of me is saying I need to change my ways - this coming retirement business seems guaranteed to cause something along that line - and another part of me seems content with my day to day except at the office where my day to day doesn't seem all that, um, relevant. But retirement will take care of that (he said with certainty).
Then again MRE suggests I've reached that contented place we all strive to reach and I've been thinking about that. My guess is (under Zen rules) that if I agree with him it means I have obviously not reached that place and that if I disagree with him, but can't find a good reason why, then perhaps it's true that I'm at that place but, of course, if it's true (again under Zen rules) it's not true (Q.E.D.) and we're back where we started with the same problem.
Can't you just, you know, kick back and forget? You're very good at running away, couldn't you just add this to your do not open dilemma list, problem resolved?
What would I do then?
Live, love, laugh and play old rock and roll records.
Arise late, charge your batteries and shoot many pictures.
Brush your teeth, comb your hair and court the ladies.