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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

I've trained myself to give up on the past

I’ve been reluctant to post because Jacob has been  narrating events of late with what he deems my “blogger voice”.  It’s very funny, and not unwelcome.
It takes any note of serious or solemn inquiry that I pursue or bring up, and renders it, well, as just kind of silly.
As with  people, in which the progression that takes place physically that doesn't  necessarily get noticed because it is so incremental, there has also been an evolution  and extension  of what I thought was the purpose of writing  in this venue.  They are just words after all, nothing more, nothing less.

Monday, June 16, 2014

I am what I am, a natural disaster

7:00 Friday Morning
    Me
“Go look at the garden”
Eamon
“Why?”
Me
“Just check”
Eamon
“ There’s a rabbit.”
Me
“Oh, be quiet”
Eamon
“I’m serious”


 



Monday, June 09, 2014

We're just kids

I’m sharp, not in the well dressed way, but in the reaction and response way.  I’m jumping to conclusions and snapping at people.  What I see, is the type of person  I used to despise,  the one’s that I used to work with, who are since retired  They would be short or nasty to customers, co-workers or basically anyone they came into contact with.  Not to say, some people don’t illicit a negative response.
 Maybe , it’s just normal, perhaps I’m just getting more regular with every year.  Eww.