I had on good pair of walking shoes, well-pressed blue jeans and freshly laundered flannel white shirt. Completing the ensemble is an immaculate white bull cap – a headgear with no memory of its maker and an unpretentious reliable stainless steel watch – a gift from my sister. This is all what I wore today, a Sunday.
I wear to be comfortable and when I feel comfortable I feel good. And being comfortable may not be the fashionable thing to do but neither was it unfashionable.
This writing challenge, may again, hold nothing of interest to you other than, probably be tickled by it when by chance, I may happen to touch some parallelism to your own experience.
NIBBLE ON DENIM JEANS
Denim jeans, being working clothes are built tough from strong twilled cotton. The sewing is made stronger by double stitching. The pant seams are folded to thickness then flattened before they’re double stitched making strong fabric made stronger at the seams.
Missing is an exclusive human attribute. Dogs, monkeys, octopuses and its ilk, although vaunted to possess advanced thinking, can’t be credited with feelings of sadness, or longing or missing.
Missing is a cognitive faculty only those with complex thinking and the neural memory bank are capable. One cannot miss something it has no memory of. But that’s not to say we are better off than these low creatures. In the wild, when kill or be killed is the code of survival, this lack of memory practically protects them. They don’t grieve the loss; they easily move on with their lives. But that’s the gory kind of missing.
My mornings are to the dot and Spartan. Like drill sergeant, I wake about 5AM. I would have wanted more of sleep but end up turning and twisting.
I used to work in a beach resort for the good part of my years. Now I work on my home-based business which proves to be more demanding of my time.
While waiting for the water to boil, I turn on a couple of things: computer, deep well water pump, water pump of the water softener – in that sequence. So well timed that, I would catch my computer finishing up its “boot-up” sequence and its ubiquitous MS Windows sound.
Whether my star fits me or not is immaterial to what I’ll say here. Like horoscope or seeing a black cat before we leave home our belief system show our predisposed mind to lean on personal biases that help our adaptation on earth. That’s quite a mouthful here. Allow me.
This took me a while to write. Thinking about my vulnerabilities and sharing a great deal of my personal circumstances isn’t really fun. I guess this is where the challenge comes. So here.
1. Death. This fear is odd enough to probably tweak a smile in you. But, to some of you in the age of 50 and up this fear may not be too odd at all. When I was teenager and in the pink of health, death is irrelevant; it’s just a fact of life. But when I got older and the verities of my frailties hung like muted sentinel – that’s when I fear death. You remember the movie MEET JOE BLACK?
Roy G. Vib. That’s the high name for primarily colors we all have been taught in elementary school. That’s Red, Orange, Yellow, Green Violet, Indigo, Blue or otherwise called the colors of the rainbow.
Colors don’t mean much to me. Colors only become evident when the room they’re painted unto is dark, gloomy or painfully bright else I wouldn’t know they exist. But I know some wear them with a vengeance. They wrap themselves like cosy blanket with that one favorite color.
“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.” — Mahatma Gandhi
My former boss is fond of quotes. He reads one quote each day and spends a minute in deep thought to immerse in its wisdom.
One quote he shared to me is one from Mahatma. In the quote above Gandhi wants us to live well today for tomorrow is given. And we will never know what’s in store for us tomorrow for even the most detailed of plans can still turn in a smallest hinge of time.
I wish not to charm you or wow with this engineering marvel (putting up high rises on sandy foundation). This picture shows meeting of day and night. Span your gaze from left to right; you’ll see day and night captured in film or in pixels whatever your fancy.
Quite exactly what i’ll show you below; a slice of my life from the moment I wake up to when I sleep. Enjoy.