After finishing my series of 3-hour naps called sleep and
waking from a dream where I knew the people but realize I never see their
faces, I make my trip down the hall and see the scary man in the mirror. Cup of
coffee, bottle of water, open the window, turn on the desk light and fire up
the computer. There is no need to catch up on current affairs because the radio
has been on all night refreshing the news every hour. While the last of Click
and Clack crack their silliness and while waiting for all the apps to start I
think about what is on my mind.
There is always something on your mind. We, as a species,
are always thinking about something. Sometimes it is reacting to work or a
conversation with someone else or a problem that won’t go away. Plus it is the
question that we really want to ask our friends.
Speaking of “friends” that is one of the things on my mind.
Been in a conversation about losing/finding friends, which made me think: “What
is a friend?” An emotional closeness or shared experiences are two definitions
for friends. We make friends all through our lives and lose most of them. We
use our friends to help move or paint then repay them by plying them with
alcohol. We feel comfortable enough to discuss private thoughts with friends
and some even know some secrets. Then some of our friends die and we wonder why
we hadn’t told each other what we really thought. After a certain amount of
time, making new friends and keeping friendships going becomes more difficult.
Perhaps that is part of the Geezing process. As we grow
older the qualities required for friendship become more complicated. Geezers
have different experiences that layer one on top of another to form new
personalities. In our youth, we could make friends with just about anybody at a
bar or ball game, but with the technology and the enjoyment for solitude, the
Geezer enjoys a quick tweet and watching the game in the comfort of their own
entertainment center. Also, the details of past experiences shared together
become blurred.
Instead of asking friends about their health or family or
latest gadget, we should ask, “What’s on your mind?” for the thoughts are what
make each individual unique.
So what’s on my mind? I’m not sure.
There is the list of
to-do’s but I seem to have dust filling up on that list. Is it the hole in the
ceiling? Well, it is there and I can’t fix it, but I have an estimate and just
need to get a schedule. Is it the guitars sitting waiting for another recording
session? That is worrisome but not at the top of the list after detailing each.
Is it brakes that need to be replaced on the bike? I don’t think about it until
I’m going down hill squeezing away trying to slow down but forget when I get
back home.
Is it wondering what to eat today? Not really because the daily trip
to the store and the better selection at the deli section sort of decides for
itself, but I shouldn’t have gotten all that Mexican dip stuff (bloat).
Is it
wondering what that dream from last night was all about? Yes, I do think about
the dreams and what they mean because that is my brain shuffling cards and
playing a hand. Why was an old girlfriend in there and when she asked me would I paint her I replied, "What color?"
In the long run, this is minor stuff to be thinking about. I
guess I’m not really thinking about anything. Huh!?!
What’s on your mind?
1 comment:
Suggesting to turn off the readio when you try to sleep! Silence breeds golden slumbers...
and
"I've just seen a face ...
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