I’m smiling because the workweek from the job that pays the bills is over and the music is pumping through my veins. Yes, a storm is coming later today weather-wise, but that doesn’t bother me today.
It’s time to raise a little hell and have a little fun. Even though my body keeps reminding me I’m no teenager anymore, I still think like one every once in a while, and it’s liberating as shit. Be it turning traction control off and leveling the rear tires to dancing out the front door and maybe playing air guitar and duck walking all the way to the mailbox to retrieve the mail.
Maybe ignoring a yard chore like putting down the fall treatment like I did yesterday and rescheduling it. Maybe thinking creatively without all the experiences, judgments, and standards developed over decades influencing it. Maybe ignoring political correctness and laughing at things that are just plain funny.
I’ll drift into my early years for a few minutes here and there but mostly I live in the reality of the moment. But going back reminds me of a sense of freedom, spirit, wonderment, and exhilaration that makes me feel alive.
Tomorrow my 3-year-old granddaughter arrives to make me feel even younger and more alive.
Random Thoughts of the Day
- Each time a family member or friend recovers from covid I pause and give thanks.
- I have to hook up my old sound system someday soon.
- I always like that more robust and more powerful hug that I give and receive when seeing friends when too much time has passed between seeing each other.
- It’s a Doobie Brothers afternoon.
