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Category: Kentucky
The Triumphant Return
November 25th, Thanksgiving Day Quarantine, Day I Sometimes, 1 minute changes the course of your life. After all this—674 pandemic days away—Operation Triumphant Return begins bearing fruit. My girlfriend is no longer 8,500 miles away.Now, it’s more like 8-10. Yet, the separation continues for two additional weeks. Much, much more to come. Patience, Daniel-san. Patience.
Charlie Forever (Reprinted)
Charlie, one year ago today you passed on suddenly. You’ve been with us ever since. Today I’d like to reprint the reflection of you I wrote last December. Love you, man. Daddy https://dontletmyparentsreadthiscom.wordpress.com/2019/12/19/charlie-forever/?preview=true
Charlie Forever
Dear Son–Charlie, We could not even see you at first. You were curled up in the back of the cage, behind the other really cute cat that everyone wanted. After he was pulled out, your first human Mom and I peered in, seeing you looking so helpless, eyesight obscured by redness. You looked so sick….
Hanging On
5 more days in the gym since Monday. XXXVII days now in the gym with air cast. 6 weeks, 3 days since fracture. I hiked around yesterday for about 23,000 steps. It was a cool winter’s day. And it felt great. Eagerly, I await my final x Ray on Tuesday. I hope it shows complete…
My 5 Worst Running Injuries
5. May-June ’99: Kwai, Botswana Injury & Cause: Some kind of unknown strain in foot occurring one day while racing kids on a dirt road in the middle of the Okavango Delta. Don’t remember how long without running at all, but this thing lingered into the beginning of cross country season and I had to…
War Is Not Peace
Slavery is not freedom. Ignorance is not bliss. Regardless of what they think, my eyes are wide fucking open. Most opt to remain in the darkness, blinded. Led like cattle through the abattoir, bolt gun to the head, doing what they’re told. I want so much to look away. I don’t want to see him…
Dreamscape
Two nights before… I’m holding up cards I’d sent Papaw, showing him. He’s smiling, happy. Then, I’m in the famed basement of 2715 Alice Avenue. Watching TV, waiting for my grandparents to arrive. Eventually, I go upstairs and find them in their bedroom watching TV with my parents. Relaxed. Happy we are. Just like it…
Today I Am Moving to…Canada?!
Well, I thought I was moving to China today. Not even a layover in Toronto was scheduled; just a quick transfer. However, the Air Canada plane scheduled to depart from Northern Kentucky would not start. That’s a bad sign. I would not feel confident getting into a plane experiencing “mechanical failure.” Surprisingly, only one Air…
Overwhelmed
I saw through to the Other Side… I ran, and ran, and ran I fall now, prostrate to the Higher One.
Hands
They came to me again in a dream last night. First, my Granny was with me again several nights back. A couple days ago I dreamed of Mamaw & Papaw’s home–the best ever, in every way: 2715 Alice Avenue. I was there helping pack up things to sell after their passing. Feelings of emptiness. …
Next Steps…
Finding myself yet again at a “turning point”–hear that, history students of mine?–I must decide how to move forward. [see recent posts, including What the F–k is Wrong With Me?!”] Life is indeed short. Way too short to be stuck in a job you don’t have passion for. Way too short to spend all…
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