It’s been some time since the madness. Time to let wounds heal, but still remember. Remember not to trade too much of our freedom for security. Remember to appreciate life, we don’t know how long we really have. Remember to love and appreciate the people in our lives, we don’t know how long they have.
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Another Monday
Looks like I’m sleeping on the couch tonight. No, it’s not what you think. Angela has been sick for days now and hasn’t been able to sleep much with this head cold. Hopefully, she will get the rest she so badly needs. As for me, the sleeping pill I took will get me through Armageddon, much less the couch.
It was an unremarkable day at work, very forgettable if anything. I suppose that’s good after all the home repair this weekend. Maybe a good, boring day will be enough to help my sore muscles recover from this weekend’s work. Still, it was all worth it.
I was hoping to use my vacation days to do some more home repair before it got too cold… Too bad it seems that the workload at the office has other plans for me in the next couple weeks. At least I’ve managed to accomplish what I have. Who knows? I might yet catch Angela’s bug before it’s over with. Hopefully not…
Time for some sleep now. Next time? Writing about drawing and what I might do next.
Late Tuesday
This past weekend we made a trip to visit Angela’s family in Knoxville and it was a whirlwind as a result of that.
It was interesting to see them, all a little farther down the road than before. Her niece is growing into a young woman, dating and giving her father Hell. Angela’s ‘little’ brother is now showing his age, taking drugs to handle medical conditions and more afraid of change than ever. Her parents?… Well, they are showing their age too, truly starting to look…old.
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The End of the Day
Does it rhyme? Sort of. Is it good? I don’t care. It carries a moment of truth for me, no matter how poor the vessel.
What do you do at the end of the day, regret the world and wish it away? Do you maybe hope for more in the morning, something good that you wish just might stay?
Hope for the real, the good and the bad. Because it carries more weight than any hope or fear that exists in your head.