Morning. I feel like there is an ache inside spine, all my joints and it is radiating out and in at the same time. My gut is somewhere between cramping and nausea.
I got up and around by sheer will/fear of the complete loser precipice always near my steps. Showered, dressed, groomed, yada yada with wife about this day that day/week/month/life details that I couldn’t possibly recall even on a multiple choice test. Fed the dog. Watered the plants. Washed some dishes that should have been washed the night before.
Every task is performed like a prisoner of war, impassively plodding along a choreographed routine I didn’t believe in and at times praying to escape. I walked/rolled the trash can the 60 or so yards down the dusty gravel drive way for pick-up today. Jeez will it ever rain again? Head bowed, hands behind me shackled by the trash can. Turning back down the driveway I’m surprised by a breeze – a coastal breeze according to weather droning – in my face, on my arms. I closed my eyes while I walk and know this breeze might be the best part of the entire day. Weather-heads said the same breeze will be the result of choking humidity once the sun does its thing on the day.
Ritual kiss goodbye. I’m pretty sure it was wife. Throw the ball for the dog a couple times. Start car down 20 mile/30 minute path. News is on. Oblivious. Starbucks coffee and cookie. Nursing the coffee, writing the e-mails.
Right, right… something about a… something…
You omitted the most important detail. What kind of cookie was it?
What? I lay my heart out there and you just walk on it like an old door mat? Uhhh, yeah… apricot energy cookie.
P.S. Your most insightful comment EVer.