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Keyboards and Cold

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Started off today listening to some songs with strong keyboards. And amazing instrument. A cross between a lead guitarist and drummer, is what I think of when I think of the keyboards. Hell, what do I know about music. Other than I love listening, dancing and playing air instruments. Oh I like to sing also. But I don’t subject too many to that pain. Then again, I think I have a good voice.

Musician on Main St in Annapolis.
Photo by Mike Hartley

OK we have 5 days of cold weather to get through and then we can start breathing a little easier. I’m going to do my best not to rage about it between here and Saturday. As they say I’m going to man up against the elements. I’m putting this mental picture below in my mind for the week.

Select your direction wisely.
Photo by Mike Hartley

So what is up around the water fountain? Not really sure anymore. The influx of new bodies and the old ones disappearing each day. The age differences, the no history together, the different cultures. All have led to a very different idea of what I had winding down. I guess I should have suspected it, I was always one of the younger members myself of the old timers.

Flood in the lobby provided this nice reflection.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Gone is a lot of the laughter, the stories and characters behind them. The ruckus lunch breaks in our own cafeteria and building. Those are long gone also. We are in a bright new office building. Yeah we left the rats and roaches behind but they also gave it character. So with the combination of people change and shift work I’m no longer in the cooler loop.

I miss the laughter. I miss the personal connections where you would know family names and ages and what is going on in their lives. I miss the old days and they aren’t coming back. Well except when we meet outside the job.

Random Thoughts of the Day

Doesn’t your mind just open up when you sit and play with a very young child?

Doesn’t love move your heart differently when you hold a child close?

Doesn’t the reactions of a child just give you pause to try to think what they are thinking?

Doesn’t a smile from a child make you lean forward and smile back?

Doesn’t a cry from a child become your top concern no matter where and when?

Doesn’t a child both take years off and also add years of life to you at the same time?

Doesn’t a squeeze from a babies hand go so far to making your day and week complete at the same time?

Author: Mike Hartley

With a lifetime and a half in the Newspaper industry I'm preparing for my retirement career as an Artist, Writer, Photographer and Video content provider. I'm a proud father of two wonderful children and I'm still married to the first girl I fell in love with and probably only one that would have me.

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