I slept in today.
Now, rushing to get tasks done -
That's never much fun.
31 October 2016
30 October 2016
29 October 2016
"Manifestation..?" (P.o.t.D. 10/29)
Positive forces
Gather 'round, to shape my life
And cease inner strife.
Gather 'round, to shape my life
And cease inner strife.
"What can I believe?" (P.o.t.D. 10/28)
My maths are patterns
With little inspiration -
Science seems better?
With little inspiration -
Science seems better?
27 October 2016
"Tropical?" (P.o.t.D. 10/27)
Listen to a Mediterranean beat,
Played on classical guitar, in Autumn heat...
Imagine salsa and tangos,
And savoring juicy mangos...
Feel the sultry charge of electricity -
Let's celebrate this Spanish ethnicity!
As we dance the night away,
Sweet memories linger on
When we wake to face the day -
When will we dance once again?
Played on classical guitar, in Autumn heat...
Imagine salsa and tangos,
And savoring juicy mangos...
Feel the sultry charge of electricity -
Let's celebrate this Spanish ethnicity!
As we dance the night away,
Sweet memories linger on
When we wake to face the day -
When will we dance once again?
26 October 2016
"Money woes" (P.o.t.D. 10/26/16)
Nickled and dimed to death...
"Can't I live without money?"
He wished, with his last breath...
Alas, he lived and he died,
Caught up in the matrix.
"Can't I live without money?"
He wished, with his last breath...
Alas, he lived and he died,
Caught up in the matrix.
25 October 2016
"Late Night Snacks" (P.o.t.D. 10/25/16)
Beware comfort foods
As they call after midnight
But they're not healthy!
As they call after midnight
But they're not healthy!
24 October 2016
"Slap! Why'd I Stay in Bed?" (P.o.t.D. 10/24/16)
Sleeping time away,
Slipping duties of the day,
Leaves My Way sloppy...
Slipping duties of the day,
Leaves My Way sloppy...
23 October 2016
"Dance lessons" (P.o.t.D. 10/23/2016)
As I dance with the Fates, I still stumble
Round life's grand ballroom - a marionette
With frayed and tangled strings...
Looking askance at facts makes me grumble
At some truth obscured by its silhouette,
Missing the finer things...
Karma loops in its phase, shifts the jumble
To reveal an intricate minuet -
Lessons from beginnings.
Round life's grand ballroom - a marionette
With frayed and tangled strings...
Looking askance at facts makes me grumble
At some truth obscured by its silhouette,
Missing the finer things...
Karma loops in its phase, shifts the jumble
To reveal an intricate minuet -
Lessons from beginnings.
22 October 2016
"Partially Considering Illness and Injury" (P.o.t.D. 10/22/16)
Is this bizarre life,
Some Old God's card trick
Or roll of a die
For illness to pick?
As deadly cancer creeps up on my friends
And I wonder if my skin is benign,
The Fates just cut fast, choosing threads to end...
Leaving the rest at wakes, to wine and dine.
So many bullets dodged,
Times that I, too, could have died
By robbers or cars...
I've even advanced my life's severance,
Popping pills upon pills, and passing out -
Came out of coma with kidneys crippled
As Armstrong in space 'gain, 'midst Homer's "Doh's"...
Back pains plague me now,
And I know not why.
I suspect work fouls
From moves not so wry.
Some Old God's card trick
Or roll of a die
For illness to pick?
As deadly cancer creeps up on my friends
And I wonder if my skin is benign,
The Fates just cut fast, choosing threads to end...
Leaving the rest at wakes, to wine and dine.
So many bullets dodged,
Times that I, too, could have died
By robbers or cars...
I've even advanced my life's severance,
Popping pills upon pills, and passing out -
Came out of coma with kidneys crippled
As Armstrong in space 'gain, 'midst Homer's "Doh's"...
Back pains plague me now,
And I know not why.
I suspect work fouls
From moves not so wry.
21 October 2016
"Sensory Transmutation - First Attempt"
Saxophone plays upon my ears,
Like the caress of smooth velvet
Or popping buttered brussel sprouts
Or perhaps scent of a summer rose;
And I look long upon the babbling brook...
Like the caress of smooth velvet
Or popping buttered brussel sprouts
Or perhaps scent of a summer rose;
And I look long upon the babbling brook...
20 October 2016
"Writing about nothing?" (P.o.t.D. 10/20)
I know nothing!
...what a negative thought that is...
I'm impressionable,
Not yet set in my ways,
And even eager to learn so much more!
...spin it again, Sam...
I approach this world with wonder,
Curious to learn
About the origins of lightning and thunder!
...so do I transmute bad to good?
...what a negative thought that is...
I'm impressionable,
Not yet set in my ways,
And even eager to learn so much more!
...spin it again, Sam...
I approach this world with wonder,
Curious to learn
About the origins of lightning and thunder!
...so do I transmute bad to good?
19 October 2016
Meditation: Career Direction
What is my ideal career?
- working 4 days per week, up to 12 hours per day (8 is preferred)?
- or setting my own schedule, but still being able to stay busy, 4 days per week...
- work tasks do not follow me home, usually
- earning enough money, to:
= meet my standard bills,
= set aside for retirement,
= and still grow my savings each month...
- staying active, at work, most of the time
- has some element of physical exercise?
- makes use of my knowledge of mathematics, and/or problem-solving skills
- possibly has me writing and/or creating
- engages with other people, as a regular part of the job
- encourages others' growth, instead of feeding their addictions
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So, is this where I go grab that STRONG career assessment, and post the top ten results, to be scrutinized?
Yes, I think I shall do that...:
So, here's my top five career areas:
1. Science
2. Writing and Mass Communication
3. Mathematics
4. Research
5. Visual Arts & Design
Next, here are my top ten occupations:
1. Technical Writer
2. Computer Programmer
3. Librarian
4. Psychologist
5. Science Teacher
6. Editor
7. Optometrist
8. Sociologist
9. Arts/Entertainment Manager
10. Computer Systems Analyst
Background: This all comes out of the Strong Interest Inventory Profile with College Profile; where I answered about 150 questions about my like or dislike of common work tasks. There's more results, but I certainly agree with most of the recommended careers and career areas.
- working 4 days per week, up to 12 hours per day (8 is preferred)?
- or setting my own schedule, but still being able to stay busy, 4 days per week...
- work tasks do not follow me home, usually
- earning enough money, to:
= meet my standard bills,
= set aside for retirement,
= and still grow my savings each month...
- staying active, at work, most of the time
- has some element of physical exercise?
- makes use of my knowledge of mathematics, and/or problem-solving skills
- possibly has me writing and/or creating
- engages with other people, as a regular part of the job
- encourages others' growth, instead of feeding their addictions
------------------------
So, is this where I go grab that STRONG career assessment, and post the top ten results, to be scrutinized?
Yes, I think I shall do that...:
So, here's my top five career areas:
1. Science
2. Writing and Mass Communication
3. Mathematics
4. Research
5. Visual Arts & Design
Next, here are my top ten occupations:
1. Technical Writer
2. Computer Programmer
3. Librarian
4. Psychologist
5. Science Teacher
6. Editor
7. Optometrist
8. Sociologist
9. Arts/Entertainment Manager
10. Computer Systems Analyst
Background: This all comes out of the Strong Interest Inventory Profile with College Profile; where I answered about 150 questions about my like or dislike of common work tasks. There's more results, but I certainly agree with most of the recommended careers and career areas.
Part Three: Attachment and Unmanageability
Being able to manage one's life is an illusion, smoke and mirrors.
Buddhism tells me that attachment and aversion create suffering, and the best I can do is eliminate the desire. Just sit with the situation, accepting what is happening and interacting with the world in a position of neutrality. The outcomes and destinations are not as important as the journeys.
So, we try not to have a higher power, in the sense that we do not try to steer towards outcomes that give us pleasure, or away from those that give us pain. I do not delude myself that being kind to another guarantees reciprocation; but I also DO try to be kind, to plant the seed of compassion. Similarly, I try to pay my bills in a timely fashion, because this will likely reduce my suffering in the future - calls from bill collectors are not much fun.
I use my higher power(s) to guide my life; but I watch how those powers transmute my life. Even then, my correlations may be faulty, at times, and what I might blame on one guide may, in reality of some other area shaping my life.
Why did I write this? Because I feel that depending on higher powers will not eliminate all of our lives' unmanageability.
Buddhism tells me that attachment and aversion create suffering, and the best I can do is eliminate the desire. Just sit with the situation, accepting what is happening and interacting with the world in a position of neutrality. The outcomes and destinations are not as important as the journeys.
So, we try not to have a higher power, in the sense that we do not try to steer towards outcomes that give us pleasure, or away from those that give us pain. I do not delude myself that being kind to another guarantees reciprocation; but I also DO try to be kind, to plant the seed of compassion. Similarly, I try to pay my bills in a timely fashion, because this will likely reduce my suffering in the future - calls from bill collectors are not much fun.
I use my higher power(s) to guide my life; but I watch how those powers transmute my life. Even then, my correlations may be faulty, at times, and what I might blame on one guide may, in reality of some other area shaping my life.
Why did I write this? Because I feel that depending on higher powers will not eliminate all of our lives' unmanageability.
Part Two: Depending on a Higher Power
Both in my alcoholic life, and my sober life, I have depended on higher powers than myself.
In my addictions, I structured my life around getting the next drink, or the next cigarette, or (currently) my next cup of caffeine. For example, I planned my life around drinking with friends who drank like I did, spending time at the bar, spending my money on alcohol instead of rent... I tried to make sure I always had cigarettes, even through the first seven years of sobriety. Also, I usually hung out with the smokers after the meetings. These days, I have become fearful of caffeine headaches, and try to make sure I have coffee or tea handy...
With drugs and food, I'm reordering my life, sometimes without thought, in order to make sure they are always easily available. Part of this is because I crave the chemical rush, the quick elation that they provide. When I was drinking or drugging, this elation weakened as my tolerance went up, causing me to seek even more of the same. I did not try to address the underlying issues causing anxiety in my life, though.
With AA and psychotherapy, I am getting some slower relief from the areas of anxiety in my life. However, it took facing some pretty big fears of how people would view me, if I disclosed those areas of anxiety. I am forever thankful that a man asked if he could sponsor me, that he took a time to work with me at my 9 months of sobriety; because he was the St. George who helped slay my fear dragons. (I need to follow his example, I think.)
I do not claim to be working a perfect AA program today, or to still use psychotherapy to good effect. I know that prayer and meditation are proving to be difficult to "see any results". I know that I am slow to make amends, when needed. I suspect that laziness is at work: "What's the least amount of effort that I can get away with, and still have some contentment?" I've seen people meltdown between 6 to 15 years of sobriety because they stopped working the program, or they got away from the group, or "life began happening, again"...
My own experience is that I've spent at least 4 years now, getting more and more involved in the gaming community in South Austin. I like to think of it as a fun hobby to take part in... However, I was spending 4 nights per week, playing games; and that edged out other activities, like AA meetings or live music or the writing group. With the new job, my gaming has been curtailed, and, yes, I think I've gone through a bit of withdrawal...
So, to me, I want to say the higher power is what gives your life meaning and purpose and satisfaction. What makes you want to live today?
Just be careful, though, because chasing that attraction might ripple through your life and disrupt your ability to meet your commitments, too...
In my addictions, I structured my life around getting the next drink, or the next cigarette, or (currently) my next cup of caffeine. For example, I planned my life around drinking with friends who drank like I did, spending time at the bar, spending my money on alcohol instead of rent... I tried to make sure I always had cigarettes, even through the first seven years of sobriety. Also, I usually hung out with the smokers after the meetings. These days, I have become fearful of caffeine headaches, and try to make sure I have coffee or tea handy...
With drugs and food, I'm reordering my life, sometimes without thought, in order to make sure they are always easily available. Part of this is because I crave the chemical rush, the quick elation that they provide. When I was drinking or drugging, this elation weakened as my tolerance went up, causing me to seek even more of the same. I did not try to address the underlying issues causing anxiety in my life, though.
With AA and psychotherapy, I am getting some slower relief from the areas of anxiety in my life. However, it took facing some pretty big fears of how people would view me, if I disclosed those areas of anxiety. I am forever thankful that a man asked if he could sponsor me, that he took a time to work with me at my 9 months of sobriety; because he was the St. George who helped slay my fear dragons. (I need to follow his example, I think.)
I do not claim to be working a perfect AA program today, or to still use psychotherapy to good effect. I know that prayer and meditation are proving to be difficult to "see any results". I know that I am slow to make amends, when needed. I suspect that laziness is at work: "What's the least amount of effort that I can get away with, and still have some contentment?" I've seen people meltdown between 6 to 15 years of sobriety because they stopped working the program, or they got away from the group, or "life began happening, again"...
My own experience is that I've spent at least 4 years now, getting more and more involved in the gaming community in South Austin. I like to think of it as a fun hobby to take part in... However, I was spending 4 nights per week, playing games; and that edged out other activities, like AA meetings or live music or the writing group. With the new job, my gaming has been curtailed, and, yes, I think I've gone through a bit of withdrawal...
So, to me, I want to say the higher power is what gives your life meaning and purpose and satisfaction. What makes you want to live today?
Just be careful, though, because chasing that attraction might ripple through your life and disrupt your ability to meet your commitments, too...
Part One: Seven Areas Prone to Addiction
There was a presentation by Dr. Loving on seven common life areas where people develop addictions.
The seven areas are:
1) Drugs, including alcohol, nicotine, and caffeine
2) Food, which could overlap with 1) easily...
3) Sex and relationships
4) Work
5) Exercise
6) Gambling (possibly gaming, too) and also shopping (Money management)
7) Spirituality
I saw this while I was enrolled in Shoal Creek's Renaissance out-patient program, in the first month or so of my sobriety, and it still sticks with me, even today. Especially, as I've seen my addiction targets change their stripes, switching from one area to another. It is possible to engage in these areas with some moderation; such as eating enough food to stay healthy... However, I must remember that the medical definition of addiction, paraphrased, is engaging in any activity or substance to the point that it negatively impacts one or more areas of our life.
The seven areas are:
1) Drugs, including alcohol, nicotine, and caffeine
2) Food, which could overlap with 1) easily...
3) Sex and relationships
4) Work
5) Exercise
6) Gambling (possibly gaming, too) and also shopping (Money management)
7) Spirituality
I saw this while I was enrolled in Shoal Creek's Renaissance out-patient program, in the first month or so of my sobriety, and it still sticks with me, even today. Especially, as I've seen my addiction targets change their stripes, switching from one area to another. It is possible to engage in these areas with some moderation; such as eating enough food to stay healthy... However, I must remember that the medical definition of addiction, paraphrased, is engaging in any activity or substance to the point that it negatively impacts one or more areas of our life.
"Math Teacher's Anxiety" (P.o.t.D. 10/19/16)
"Knowledge is power" -
The clue to solve the puzzle
That opened the door...
Another weekend,
And our puzzle crew stares blank,
Hoping insights come...
Now my poor math brain
Is challenged for fun and games
At seventh grade's pains...
So, I ask myself,
"Am I idiot savant,
Or just unaware?"
Maybe meta-math
Thinking is called for, to make
These codes relevant.
The clue to solve the puzzle
That opened the door...
Another weekend,
And our puzzle crew stares blank,
Hoping insights come...
Now my poor math brain
Is challenged for fun and games
At seventh grade's pains...
So, I ask myself,
"Am I idiot savant,
Or just unaware?"
Maybe meta-math
Thinking is called for, to make
These codes relevant.
17 October 2016
...3 weeks and change...
Divided country -
Standing like bulls 'pon their sides -
Will we heal divides?
Standing like bulls 'pon their sides -
Will we heal divides?
2 months and change...
...or 76 days,
To push and pull against
The cobwebs in my brain;
To scrawl out a poem,
Every day...
Every day, a challenge!
An open journal
Into my fears and dreams -
And plenty of delusions, to be sure -
Just write my way into a better mindset?
Today's a bit of an introduction,
So I'm a little more lenient;
Because writing about writing has a purpose, today.
If there's any limits to be set,
It is to meditate,
And get beyond
Writer's block,
I must search far and wide,
And deep within,
For topics to spin...
To push and pull against
The cobwebs in my brain;
To scrawl out a poem,
Every day...
Every day, a challenge!
An open journal
Into my fears and dreams -
And plenty of delusions, to be sure -
Just write my way into a better mindset?
Today's a bit of an introduction,
So I'm a little more lenient;
Because writing about writing has a purpose, today.
If there's any limits to be set,
It is to meditate,
And get beyond
Writer's block,
I must search far and wide,
And deep within,
For topics to spin...
13 October 2016
A stab at the ideal...
A love of games,
Classic and New,
Played on the table-top,
Yet also... in the bedroom.
No spite in our souls,
Our love runs deep for all;
And when we have to fight,
Our words are tempered with compassion,
And no fists are clenched, even in fury.
Ever curious, ever searching,
Looking to learn so much more,
About this wonderful world we live in,
And the marvels that nature unfurls -
We would rather have flowers to plant
Than to leave dying in a vase.
There's a bit of night's call, too -
Going out on the town,
To see music, or movies, or a play -
Even visuals on paper display.
Pair that, now, with an exotic meal
That surprises the mouth
And perhaps, the senses are sated...
What, then, could be missing?
Perhaps tonight's dreams may foretell
How we might complete our souls...
Classic and New,
Played on the table-top,
Yet also... in the bedroom.
No spite in our souls,
Our love runs deep for all;
And when we have to fight,
Our words are tempered with compassion,
And no fists are clenched, even in fury.
Ever curious, ever searching,
Looking to learn so much more,
About this wonderful world we live in,
And the marvels that nature unfurls -
We would rather have flowers to plant
Than to leave dying in a vase.
There's a bit of night's call, too -
Going out on the town,
To see music, or movies, or a play -
Even visuals on paper display.
Pair that, now, with an exotic meal
That surprises the mouth
And perhaps, the senses are sated...
What, then, could be missing?
Perhaps tonight's dreams may foretell
How we might complete our souls...
07 October 2016
concerns?
It started with 100 candy bars
Divided among 7 dwarves;
Yet now I have to make sense
Of bounds posed by Chernoff, Markov, and Chebyshev...
Hazy memories of my discrete math class,
And also cracking texts ten years later...
I have to be honest, with myself, at the least -
I skated by in upper-division maths...
Heck! I didn't even attend class
On a good chunk of the semester.
Austin can be sooooo distracting.
Somehow, though, I pulled off passing grades,
Even though the knowledge has come and gone, in passing.
This is why I came to love tutroing differential equations -
I was on the spotlight, forced to explain, as best I could,
Material tat I had onl skimmed over.
Because I tutored so many students,
That material became much better umderstood.
To go on a tangent,
This, too, is why I enjoy training new employees -
Because it solidifies my gras
Of my job's day-to-day tasks.
Even though I may be breaking up lines,
This is not a poem,
In the spirit of Magritte's pie.
There is no math, either...
Just some names dropped
Of classes and mathematicians...
And I..?
I am neither poet,
Or mathematician -
I still think I am
A Jack of all trades, Master or none.
Divided among 7 dwarves;
Yet now I have to make sense
Of bounds posed by Chernoff, Markov, and Chebyshev...
Hazy memories of my discrete math class,
And also cracking texts ten years later...
I have to be honest, with myself, at the least -
I skated by in upper-division maths...
Heck! I didn't even attend class
On a good chunk of the semester.
Austin can be sooooo distracting.
Somehow, though, I pulled off passing grades,
Even though the knowledge has come and gone, in passing.
This is why I came to love tutroing differential equations -
I was on the spotlight, forced to explain, as best I could,
Material tat I had onl skimmed over.
Because I tutored so many students,
That material became much better umderstood.
To go on a tangent,
This, too, is why I enjoy training new employees -
Because it solidifies my gras
Of my job's day-to-day tasks.
Even though I may be breaking up lines,
This is not a poem,
In the spirit of Magritte's pie.
There is no math, either...
Just some names dropped
Of classes and mathematicians...
And I..?
I am neither poet,
Or mathematician -
I still think I am
A Jack of all trades, Master or none.
06 October 2016
03 October 2016
stigma attempt
Stick me with your stigma,
Whether because I'm an addict,
Or the manic-depressive...
And I struggle, and I fight,
With my mind's negativity
Or with the chaos
I unwillingly have to face.
I may have these diseases,
But I am so much more than them...
For some reason,
I'm crying as I type this -
But it feels like
An air irritant cry,
Void of any emotion.
I don't feel the words flow,
I tire of slumping in the chair,
So I think I'll do some stretches,
And sleep in my bed that's still so bare.
Whether because I'm an addict,
Or the manic-depressive...
And I struggle, and I fight,
With my mind's negativity
Or with the chaos
I unwillingly have to face.
I may have these diseases,
But I am so much more than them...
For some reason,
I'm crying as I type this -
But it feels like
An air irritant cry,
Void of any emotion.
I don't feel the words flow,
I tire of slumping in the chair,
So I think I'll do some stretches,
And sleep in my bed that's still so bare.
"chanting" (ranting) med of 10 minutes
Ding!
The bell resonates, lingering on...
First thought turns to friends with cancer,
Fighting with their might,
Yet feeling alone and vulnerable and overwhelmed -
All these well-wishers without doctorates
Offering home-brewed medical advice
And half-true rumors of how their friends beat it...
Ah, Facebook therapy! What barbs do you conceal?
Memories of my bipolar moments, shared there...
When my frustration and loneliness came exploding out,
Like the steam in a pressure cooker,
Left on the stove far too long.
Ranting and raving, and perhaps some craving
For happy company in my blanket fort.
Got a long work shift today...
I'm getting talked into a full-time schedule.
It could help catch up on bills, and yet....
I do not want to surrender my play time;
I still would like to enjoy my games hobby -
Maybe if I don't work Saturday,
Then I will still be able to role-play.
Afraid of how SXSW Eco might be getting scrubbed,
And afraid more of how this ...
whoa. synchronicity!
email just came thru from sxsw eco!
...how work will treat SXsw requests in March?
not sure what i want to do with 7-Eleven.
It just lingers on, like some weird cancer in my schedule.
Is it worth it, to stay on there,
Or could I free up my Friday
for tutoring or meetings or music or more...\
and... ding!
The bell resonates, lingering on...
First thought turns to friends with cancer,
Fighting with their might,
Yet feeling alone and vulnerable and overwhelmed -
All these well-wishers without doctorates
Offering home-brewed medical advice
And half-true rumors of how their friends beat it...
Ah, Facebook therapy! What barbs do you conceal?
Memories of my bipolar moments, shared there...
When my frustration and loneliness came exploding out,
Like the steam in a pressure cooker,
Left on the stove far too long.
Ranting and raving, and perhaps some craving
For happy company in my blanket fort.
Got a long work shift today...
I'm getting talked into a full-time schedule.
It could help catch up on bills, and yet....
I do not want to surrender my play time;
I still would like to enjoy my games hobby -
Maybe if I don't work Saturday,
Then I will still be able to role-play.
Afraid of how SXSW Eco might be getting scrubbed,
And afraid more of how this ...
whoa. synchronicity!
email just came thru from sxsw eco!
...how work will treat SXsw requests in March?
not sure what i want to do with 7-Eleven.
It just lingers on, like some weird cancer in my schedule.
Is it worth it, to stay on there,
Or could I free up my Friday
for tutoring or meetings or music or more...\
and... ding!
Stormy mind
Whirlwind of words
Caught up in the fury of anger -
Stopped and spat out and stuttered and...
My message is muted;
Because the temperance was gone,
And the smoothness
Lay trampled in my mind,
Beset upon by strange pink elephants.
As I write this meta-poem,
I forget what troubled me
Throughout the day,
Or even an hour ago -
All just washed away
By subtle, serene surrender.
Now that the storm has dispersed,
And the writer's block seems smashed,
I pause, and ask myself,
"Did I even want to speak?
Or did I instead seek
To absorb my environs through my senses;
Left in my brain, defenceless?"
Not too sure what stuck about today -
Small repimand about my limited hours on Sunday?
Or, uncertainty about gaming buddies and trades?
Or... cleaning out the fridge before food decays?
Or... dusting off ceiling fan, the lazy way?
Or... going to a meeting, and being reminded to pray?
Alas, I'm fairly tired,
And hopefully, not caffeine-wired...
So, to bed! To sleep! To dream
That my imagination be fired!
Caught up in the fury of anger -
Stopped and spat out and stuttered and...
My message is muted;
Because the temperance was gone,
And the smoothness
Lay trampled in my mind,
Beset upon by strange pink elephants.
As I write this meta-poem,
I forget what troubled me
Throughout the day,
Or even an hour ago -
All just washed away
By subtle, serene surrender.
Now that the storm has dispersed,
And the writer's block seems smashed,
I pause, and ask myself,
"Did I even want to speak?
Or did I instead seek
To absorb my environs through my senses;
Left in my brain, defenceless?"
Not too sure what stuck about today -
Small repimand about my limited hours on Sunday?
Or, uncertainty about gaming buddies and trades?
Or... cleaning out the fridge before food decays?
Or... dusting off ceiling fan, the lazy way?
Or... going to a meeting, and being reminded to pray?
Alas, I'm fairly tired,
And hopefully, not caffeine-wired...
So, to bed! To sleep! To dream
That my imagination be fired!
01 October 2016
grateful to work customer service...
Looking for a hook,
Fishing for a line -
Trying to catch elusive hope
Within this simple poem of mine...
Living so simply,
Working so easy -
Leaving finished tasks at the job,
While there, people keep me busy...
No profound truths here,
Just an easy gratitude
For such little stress.
Fishing for a line -
Trying to catch elusive hope
Within this simple poem of mine...
Living so simply,
Working so easy -
Leaving finished tasks at the job,
While there, people keep me busy...
No profound truths here,
Just an easy gratitude
For such little stress.
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