“Ever think of writing anonymously so that you can say what you want without concern about anyone asking what you are writing about?”
“Nah, I don’t want to let you off of the hook. I want you to remember how direct I am and that I am not playing games when I say one day you’ll want that moment alone with me…again.
It all comes back to that one kiss and connection. The electricity of that union, that isn’t easily forgotten. You have to work at it, make yourself forget it happen and write lists of reasons why it can’t and won’t work.”
“You’re insufferably arrogant.”
“Don’t forget old, almost middle aged, and kind of worn out looking but still charming and occasionally sexy.”
Almost Time For Another Colonoscopy
You know the best stories always include tales of moments with the GI who says that your polyps weren’t cancerous but blood in the toilet is never a good thing.
Eat more fiber, drink more water, lose weight, turn the clock back, sleep more stress less and buy a vacation home or estate are all part of his favorite recommendations.
“Thanks doc, I can do a few of those things and let me share my gratitude in knowing I’ll be back in less than five years. I never knew the best way to get the good drugs is to agree to let you shove 25 feet of hose up, out, around and up again.
Better wash that twice or ask for a commercial size Trojan.”
Yes friends, there are few things I find more exciting than knowing I could get a new car, a colonoscopy and be told I ought to thank my mohel for being an amazing artist.
I’ll let you decide how much of the past 300 or so words is narishkeit and how much is the honest truth.
You can determine whether you think I am playing around or if I have been pushed hard enough to feel like pushing back with reckless abandon.
Both could be false, both could be true or maybe it falls into the category of the truth lies somewhere in the middle.
Got two full days coming up of almost all day long meetings which in a time of Covid are not going to be as trying as they would normally be.
Because I don’t have to get on a plane and go away. I can do these from home and hope my Internet connection is good, dog stays quiet, neighbors aren’t doing construction and family doesn’t interrupt.
Some or all may go on and that doesn’t count the 10,982 emails and telephone calls that will undoubtedly occur.
There is a longer tale, a much long, wilder and woollier tale to be told with all of this but that won’t happen tonight because there are things to attend to.
Instead I’ll say I spent a few minutes reviewing the past 25 years and realize I really have taken the long way home.
Funny to think I still don’t know where home will be in the long term sense. Could be here in Texas for a good chunk of time longer…years and years.
Could be Canada, England or Israel.
Could be somewhere else in the states–too many variables to know for certain and too much that must be done before I can truly wonder and worry about any of that.
Today it is one foot in front of the other, get past the pandemic, ideally without getting sick and navigate a few other things.
There could be some wild successes in front of me, huge, wonderful and important things but they won’t come without work and I am good with that.
I may not like some of it, but I am pretty good about putting the time and effort into making things happen.
It is much more interesting and rewarding than a colonoscopy, that is for sure.
And now I am off to wreak havoc in other places.