I could tell you about strolling down Hampshire Road with a burning log in my arms but that would make you wonder if I was going to talk about dancing in the fire and this isn’t that.
Could tell you about the guy at the film festival who almost made the mistake of trying to get involved with me when I had no interest but I don’t give placeholders that much time.
Besides my arm is bigger than his neck so had we gotten entangled he might have learned having my body wrapped around him would be a lot less enjoyable, but I digress.
Got a message from another fan that began with a picture of a rat and a juice box and I shook my head and deleted.
Somewhere my old man smiled and wondered if maybe I did listen to some of what he said. I snorted thinking about it and told him to remember I don’t respond to everyone who wants my attention.
Thought about him last night as nature woke me for a 3:30 am visit to the head. Grumbled some sarcastic thanks for the joy of the post midnight ambulation.
Ran back a little while later wondering if the sushi joint the front desk recommended was responsible. Hit the bed again around 4:45 and never really got back to sleep.
Jungleland– Bruce Springsteen
Secret Garden– Bruce Springsteen
Hurt-Johnny Cash
He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother– The Hollies
Kind and Generous– Natalie Merchant
Got another three nights here in the capitol before I head back to Big D and one more sleep after before I get my next infusion.
Beginning to wonder if maybe it’s starting to work because I haven’t had a single cup of Joe today and I am relatively awake. Given how long I have been up it is hard not to think that maybe that jolt of Iron is beginning to take effect.
We’ll see what happens after I get the next two, maybe I’ll be like Popeye after he eats Spinach. My left arm is really coming around too so I am getting more excited at the prospect of real training.
Definitely need to work on opening up my hips and doing some more leg/glute work. I think all of the years of sitting at a desk is catching up with me.
There is room for improvement and I am determined to chase it down.
Live Like You Were Dying– Tim McGraw
Always On My Mind– Willie Nelson
The Wind– Cat Stevens
Koolulam | Chai – Ofra Haza
What’s Going On– Marvin Gaye
This could be Asgard plays in my head and I remember. I close my eyes, face upwards and feel the warmth of the sun upon me.
For a moment I remember half dragging the nurse who took me for a walk and the surge of energy I got when I was in my twenties.
For a moment I feel the surge now and remind myself to take care with my arm because I want to test it, I know I can start throwing so much more iron than I am.
It’s that Man of Steel first flight feeling. The start to the day was hard, much harder than I wanted or expected but I put together some huge wins. I made things happen and walked away knowing I am just getting started.
You Don’t Write Like You Used To
The guy wants to know if there is a reason why I don’t write like I used to but I am not sure how to answer. I don’t know if he is referring to topic choice or if it is based upon frequency.
I write far less now than I was doing so if the comment is about frequency it is not incorrect. If he wants to know why there are fewer posts about politics it is because I need to take an occasional break from it.
I still write about it but I do less here.
If it is about fiction or silly stories, well that is true but they’ll probably crop up again. I have been focused elsewhere and distracted by other things.
I still hear and see so many of those things inside my head but I obviously don’t move them from head to paper like I once did.
In some ways I am far quieter, guess it is a part of this evolution or growth thing that is going on. But tonight reminded me about how writing can take the edge off, I was a little fired up when I started and then I wasn’t.
Life is one hell of an adventure now isn’t it, lots of surprises.
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