This past weekend in the poker room where I work a player was collecting a large pot he'd just won and someone exclaimed how lucky he was. His explanation, "clean living!" I thought that was pretty amusing. Today I feel I've enjoyed clean living based on the fact that it's now been one month since I've gambled.
But something else has emerged in my lifestyle as well... I call it my quiet time. I feel as though I have spent the past 29 years navigating a raging storm of disappointment in matters of the heart. And just recently it has subsided and I spend day after day not really thinking of anyone in particular but just happily keeping myself to myself.
This is one reason why I do not long for my youth as others seem to. I remember my youth and it was chaos.
Now I keep myself busy with things I enjoy.
Reading Mary Stewart's Merlin Trilogy and Stephanie Meyers' Twilight Series... which while I'm intrigued with the storyline... wondering how Bella will resolve her interest in Jacob and Edward satisfactorily and whether or not she will ever become a vampire herself... the writing horrifies me. Someone reminded me she's writing for a teenage girl audience... to which I observe it's one thing to write for a teenaged girl and another to write like a teenaged girl. I guess what sickens me is the verbal fondling between the lovers. This is true in real life, isn't it? That when you are around lovers who are saying sticky sweet things to each other it provokes all kinds of vomiting urges... right? Bella answers the door and there stands her human dream! Yuck!
Also about to commence reading the oldest novel in the history of literature... The Tale of Genji by Lady Murasaki. I really hope it's good because it's about 1000 pages.
Tonight before work I will visit Chili Thai and enjoy their classic fried rice with tofu.
Tomorrow night is volleyball.
Thursday I'll be seeing a movie that some people walk out on because it's so tedious and some people continue to think about days later... and they are sometimes the same people... Melancholia.
Saturday I have my online draft for the fantasy basketball season. I'm a Knicks fan, but far far more than that I am a Miami Heat hater... my favorite team this year will be the team that knocks the Heat out of the playoffs.
Assembling material for my fourth open mic comedy routine... as yet unscheduled.
12 days til Christmas.
Life is quiet.. and calm... uneventful... but perfect.
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