I'm sorry folk, we as HUMANS, are very afraid of change, and so I fall in the same mold. And moldy I do feel. But there has been a lot of change in the last few weeks that has stunded my creative writing mold, and made me make the easy escape of visual stimulation. And yes, I do feel like I have numbed myself. I have to break free of the You Tube addiction and walk down the street!!
And so I did.
I had to take a day off work due to Gastric Proportions, literally, and it just so happened to be on a balmy Chinook sunny day of plus 12. I walked slowly down 4th Ave, and actually parked myself on a bench to people watch. I have not done this in sooo long, it was like my skin was dry and my body just needed to drink it in. I watched a truck get a ticket in front of me, with the Meter Maid arguing with the old farmer getting said ticket. And I talked to a German Shepard left in the back of a Orange County Chopper truck cab waiting for his Dad to come back. "You ok Puppy?". and ANY dog will ALWAYS raise his head and smile at you no matter how vicious they are!
And I went into a local Gallery, Gawked at the most unbearing attainable acrylic masterpiece, and looked around LuLemon, I know I spelt it wrong and don't care, the store I HATE cause I could not afford a pair of socks in there, and I sat and took in the SUN. BEAuTIFUL!
After watching all the joggers, and people coming and going from Starbucks or Safeway with bags full of groceries from my flat window, walking dogs of various sizes, and holding hands with various sexes and races. When the sun went down on a perfect evening of spring quite, I can see the sunset in the reflection of the building two streets south. I went to Choir practise at 7pm, gave praise to my Children of Genius, and took in their insight under the God light of our weekly "Pew Talks". And I was rightly told "Everything will change".
And there it is!
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