SoC #22
August 4th, 2009
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- Been working out a lot and hard which
- produced the best night of sleep I’ve had in a short while
- as pleasant as it was, it wasn’t anything compared to that morning when
- my older child stopped her colic-y period
- and I slept thru the night- a full night of sleep after months
- which reminds me the next time she asked what I’ve done for her lately, I might
- pull that one out of the chest
- but midnight runs in Central Park are so peaceful, alone
- in my discipline, without anyone (almost) to observe my breathlessness at
- the tail ends of sprints and the click click click
- of my yellow stopwatch
- even the raccoons were no where to be seen, they
- took the rainy night off, I guess, but today
- as I walked some plants back to their owners, the expression
- “Too many brooms, and too few dustpans”
- sprung forth in my mind, unaware if I parrot or coined
- a new expression that describes a frustrating episode of my life
- but somehow pleased to bring something new and creative out
- of the darkness of limbo-land
- a recent grad sues her college for her not finding a job after a 3 month search
- seems too comical yet reveals the present unemployment frustrations,
- yet digging just slightly past the surface the article
- mentions her 2.7 GPA and solid attendance record and if that doesn’t cement
- an attitude of entitlement- I’m not sure what does
- maybe the publicity will land her a job, but watch out
- at her next review…
- yet something comes to mind from a late night infomercial
- about unreasonable people…
- but somehow that isn’t exemplified well in this case
- still the thought lingers from that Buddha saying:
- “you become what you do now”
- numbers and codes come to mind to outline a running regimen
- but some more spit and polish and testing is forthcomoing
- just to say that it seems to fit me well.
