The Shadow of The Imagined

I don’t know you.
Correction: I don’t know all of you.

You’re like a shadow.
That part that comes from the shining of the afternoon sun on your true self, the heart of you.
But please, show me your heart.
Or will it take time for me to see you?
After all. . .
Your shadow—is a representative.
My shadow—is a representative.
I can only imagine who you are from your shadow.
But once the sun goes down
Once trouble and tribulation emerge in the night
Once pain, jealousy, and envy wrap their arms around us and
Envelopes us
And squeezes us like the hungry pythons they are. . .
Then and only then will I know if what I see is what I imagined.
Or if what I imagined is truly real.
Or should we continue to fake it?
Should we continue to live as our shadows?
Continue to live within our imaginations of each other?
Instead of facing the pain of being our true selves?


Writing prompt: Write 5 minutes on the following phrase: A shadow can indicate what is only imagined.

Ten Thursday Thoughts

1. I am glad it is Thursday.  Not sure why, as I am just at home. I think this is day 70 of quarantine? Not sure. Day 70!  All I really know though is that tomorrow is PAYDAY! Glory.

2. I really wished I would've started working on developing some new good habit during this time. Imagine where I would be right now, 70 days later. Sigh

3. I had a four hour training on gub'ment travel etiquette. After 3.5 hours, I unhooked my laptop, got up from the dining room table, and went and laid across the bed with it. This was me for the last 30 minutes of that training:

After about 2 hours, I figured this training was for the new people. But I think they made us Oldheads take it just to keep us busy.

4.  It's been raining a lot. I have been staring out the window with Mitch and Callie at the rain... and whatever other craziness is going on.

They especially like licking on the salt rock lamp. I told them they gonna get high blood pressure if they keep it up.

5. Speaking of Mitch and Callie, they are so done with me.

You can really see on Big Mitch's face that he is REALLY done with me.

6. My idea of exercise these days is walking 50 times around my kitchen island. I gotta do better. Gotta march around it 100 times.

7. I talked to my mother last night. She's in a nursing home, and they have restricted visitation. It was good to talk to her. Odd to see when she calls, but she is doing pretty good, and she sounds good.

8. I drink more coffee than I should.

My normal is one regular cup a week. But right now, I drink coffee three or four times a week (including weekends). I have learned to brew my coffee 2 parts decaf and 1 part regular. This helps a bit to cut down on the caffeine.

9. With that said, I went to sleep around 2:30 am last night. I must remind myself not to drink anything caffeinated after 12 noon.

10. What I'm listening to right now: Salt-n-Pepa "How Long"



That's it for my Thursday Thoughts!

Wordless Wednesday: Sigh...

Ten Tuesday Thouughts

Ten Thoughts on a Tuesday... once again.

1. So... summer is officially here! Memorial Day festivities everywhere. Social distancing and masks be damned!

2. I didn't do anything for Memorial Day. Heck, I can't even tell you what I ate yesterday. I am still held up in the
house. I would probably pass out from fright if I had to be in an enclosed space with anyone right now.

3. I can tell you what did happen this Memorial Day, though: My neighbors to the left had a HUGE Memorial Day party.
HUGE.

4. They were popping fireworks and playing music so loud that it shook my house. Fireworks would pop and women and
children would scream to the top of their lungs. I have to admit that it was a bit jarring.

5. I was trying to get a little writing done. My writing time is around 10 pm to 1 am. but I didn't get much done. I
finally decided just to go to bed at around 11 pm. (Their music was still bumping).

6. Poor Callie was shell shocked, running back and forth, like she's searching for her gun. Mitch didn't care.

7. I don't know what time the party was over. I just know all was quiet at 6:30 am, the time I woke up this morning.

8. But, they started back up around noon today. And it's 5:30 pm right now, and they are still going. They have thrown
open the doors of a truck and just got the music going. All day.

9. Now... one call to the police about a noise disturbance and asking for them to drive by may have helped. But in this
day and age, that is a NO-NO.

10. Why? Because I would feel horrible if the police drove through here and started shooting and it becomes a tragedy.
It would've been on my conscience for the rest of my life. When all I had to do was tolerate a little music.

And you know what? That is just what I will do.

I have headphones. I can put those on. I can turn my TV up. I can go into my master bedroom, which is on the opposite
side of the house from the party house.

The party will eventually end.

Memorial Day 2020

Memorial Day is upon us.

I give honor to all of those who have given their lives to protect my freedoms.

This Memorial Day takes on a special meaning during this pandemic season. We are also giving honor and respect to those who are braving the front line of the Covid-19 fight, the health care workers.

And sadly, this Memorial day is in honor of those who have passed from the virus.

This is a Memorial Day I will always remember.

Not for the celebrations and barbeques, but for all that has happened during these past few months of 2020.