Not really livin’

Sorry for taking a little while to get back here. But now im back settled at the table, a nice little brew on the right, Duke Ellington in the background and lighting that would put normal people into a sleepydoze. It feels like a big leather chair that long ago molded to me in a room filled with trophies of a life spent living. Baseball cards, vintage photographs, (with me in them! HA!) a quilt i helped make, and the books that move me. A reflecting room. I should really build one of those- and then spend the rest of my life filling it the right way. Wait. Shouldnt that be life anyway? What the hell have i been DOING?

This:

I had a pretty wonderful evening not long ago. I hung out with people I really enjoy being around doing something I dont do often but should: REALLY CONNECTING. So little of that is actually going on with me right now and isnt that the point? I always say that I do what i do in my professional life because I believe that the connections people make with other people are important. All of them (not just the ones I like, but even the ones I think are just ech.) I believe in us. I believe in ALL of us, but I try to keep myself just outside our reach. I think it helps me be objective, I think. It helps me help you- and helping you helps me. I think. Much better neighbors than housemates, but every now and then I’ll see someone hold someone else close and that looks like fun, to lose yourself in that. And then I question the wisdom in holding myself apart from you all. Deep thinkin. Ingrid Michaelson I blame you. Ultimately, this:

We deserve more. Every single one of us, and all we have to do is DO.

This past week:

    -Wrote a poem about a boxer.
    -Drank beer with a pretty lady who shared wisdom WAY beyond her years.
    -Played a competitive card game for fun. (which doesnt happen as often as it should, given how often I play)
    -Made Chili in cold weather while I drank beer and listened to beautiful music.
    -Got to use my brains for a sideways solution.

SCORE: Yes

Sidenote: Spent time at the Londonner (in Allen?) and some little burger place with a nice bartender who loves us and has great taste in closing time music selection. The time you spend getting there isnt time wasted at all. REEVALUATE.