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April 26 Nothing normalStrange, strange spring.
Major life changes (of my choice) accompanied by petty appointments, projects and details beyond my control. Almost every day in May and June has an entry on the calendar where there should be white spaces and possibilities. I'd rather ad-lib than pencil in. The more I get out and interact with the "real world" the more I want to retreat from it... Relatives and lawyers and contractors...
I feel a bit like Emily Dickinson... so much needing to be said and I so unable to express it in an acceptable, socially comfortable way...
No big deal. I am confused but not depressed. That's a good thing.
The end of May is looking sweet. So is a July visit to Syracuse's Landmark Theatre by Mark Knopfler (of Dire Straits). Tickets run in the neighborhood of $75-$120 but compared with fuel oil at an expected $5.00/gallon this coming heating season, they are a bargain.
April 17 Three Strikes You're OutThird revision here.
Conventional wisdom and urban myth has it that a drowning victim only has two chances. The third time below the surface is the last. Same deal for convicted felons and baseball batters.
I, however, bob like a cork. I've been blessed with numerous chances and I'm thankful for all of them. The only concession I made to conventional wisdom in opening this site again was to delete everything I've ever said except for the poetry which you've either read or don't care about anyhow. I happen to have a personal need to keep it.
One door closes, another opens. So goes the optimist theme song.
Open for business again. |
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