November 18, 2022  · 

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I realize that I have been hard to spot this week, as elusive as the Higgs Particle in quantum physics. It’s just that I’ve had my semi-annual attack of back spasms, which slows me down considerably. The script I had for a muscle relaxer prescribed by my dopey doctor let me down (no pun intended) & so I emptied a bottle of Aleve, which has SOMEWHAT helped. The only problem is that I am having flashbacks to the early 70’s like I’m in the movie with Cool Hand Luke waiting for a bust as the girl washes the windshield of her car and Richard Nixon is the warden saying, “What we have here is a failure to communicate.” The whole world is tinged in pink and I can’t turn off the group Chicago singing “Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?” I gotta get better by Thanksgiving.

 Despite death threats, I was able to make it this morning, able to stumble to the bathroom safely and get dressed without incident. I take nothing for granted anymore.

 When I sometimes have to call a place of business to get directions I shudder & am often amazed when the person I reach cannot tell me clearly how to get there. Either it's a young person who seems to be on their first job, they couldn't find their way out of a closet, they are oblivious as to which planet they are on, or their brain has been warped by a GPS. Regardless, it is very discouraging about the state of things today.

 His cabinet picks so far seem better suited for a liquor store holdup.

 I have no sense of having written anything in my life. These thoughts pass thru my head from somewhere outside and I am able to get them written down before they pass thru.

 I draw strength from what's behind me, both from what I've lost from time and mortality, but at the same time, from what I've needed to leave behind and was able to leave behind. I draw strength thinking about the future, both drawing direction from the strength still remaining, yet apprehensive about what may lay ahead. I do not dwell on what may have been; instead I draw strength and courage from could be now.

 

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I am always impressed with people who always seem to be in a hurry in a positive way. Never a wasted moment. One thing I learned from my working decades is that successful people always a have a sense of urgency, people of action. As Dylan said it in the 60's: don't stand in the doorways, don't block up the halls. Move it!