When life evens out, I tend to spend more time writing in a journal than I do on the internet. And right now, things are pretty level.
The original notion here was documenting observations and small events where people surprised me with friendly or unexpected behavior. An organized series of emotional punch lines basically. But life as we know it isn’t the struggle it was when we were steadily going broke in the big city. It’s not a battle getting to the officeâ€”it’s quite pleasant actually. The challenges come from the work itself, not commuting back and forth trying to avoid becoming someone’s bloody hood ornament.
Home is peaceful and the landlords are wonderful people. The only noise comes from barking dogs and they can’t be blamed for their bad behavior. There’s cheap art on the walls and the internet connection is dependable should you have the burning desire to read the New York Times or even post an introspective blog entry.
There’s a beat up Toyota in the driveway when we want to get out of town. There’s even a bike rack on top when you get the somewhat ironic impulse to drive somewhere in order to ride.
These days, as we’re living them, are easy going and offer very little material to inspire “opposite” feelings. I’d like to think we may even adopt a dog again. Maybe two. After all, I believe people can endure practically anything and come out fairly unscathed. Or at least not mortally wounded.