Saturday, April 16, 2005
Points of Commonality
Limitations to personal connections abound in the shrugs and kisses we exchange daily. The hugs we hold back with fear just serve as bidding adieus as we leave that port of human contact.
We wake. We shoe ourselves. Walk out for the required 8-10 hour shift. And then scoot on back home. Shelter in the storm. Discussions limited to the latest civic disaster paraded last night at News-At-11.
Geometrically, the globe's tangentially touched. Minimally, but in multiple points.
It's just the music carrying the connective chains through the pouring of the days. Each, we have a unique soundtrack.
There's a reason Apple shares are doing so well.
Actively entertaining ourselves, keeping the pain present but afar through a multitude of soft plastic bracelets proclaiming one dying cause or another.
A reminder of the tombstone, without the dirt and the dirge.
It's a late night.
A death's veil is still dragging down the hallways.
It's soundtrack is too full of 1980 songs.
No waking up sleeping in your arms again.
A well thought out plan gone awry; a shattering of sorts.
Limitations to personal connections abound in the shrugs and kisses we exchange daily. The hugs we hold back with fear just serve as bidding adieus as we leave that port of human contact.
We wake. We shoe ourselves. Walk out for the required 8-10 hour shift. And then scoot on back home. Shelter in the storm. Discussions limited to the latest civic disaster paraded last night at News-At-11.
Geometrically, the globe's tangentially touched. Minimally, but in multiple points.
It's just the music carrying the connective chains through the pouring of the days. Each, we have a unique soundtrack.
There's a reason Apple shares are doing so well.
Actively entertaining ourselves, keeping the pain present but afar through a multitude of soft plastic bracelets proclaiming one dying cause or another.
A reminder of the tombstone, without the dirt and the dirge.
It's a late night.
A death's veil is still dragging down the hallways.
It's soundtrack is too full of 1980 songs.
No waking up sleeping in your arms again.
A well thought out plan gone awry; a shattering of sorts.
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Unusually gloomy for you.
I am still recovering from the three-day gloss over once around Texas with Nina.
Pattie
I am still recovering from the three-day gloss over once around Texas with Nina.
Pattie
# opined by 
: 4:29 PM, April 19, 2005
: 4:29 PM, April 19, 2005
Yeah, my son was giving me the what-for about the sorrow swirling around and around until it got swallowed by the pit of emptiness. The last month has had its sad moments.
I've tried to blog about it but felt truly unworthy for the task. News at 11 unworthy.
My family's been on the periphery of tragedy. Nothing has happened directly to any of the immediate family, but God has not been kind on my daughter's school. Three kids were involved in a horrendous accident; one's in ICU, the other two have died. A friend of the family who's also a teacher at her school lost her only son in an IED event in Iraq. It's been an empathy drain, especially for my wife & daughter.
It kind of hit me the other night and this entry's the result.
Here's hoping the gloom's gone.
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I've tried to blog about it but felt truly unworthy for the task. News at 11 unworthy.
My family's been on the periphery of tragedy. Nothing has happened directly to any of the immediate family, but God has not been kind on my daughter's school. Three kids were involved in a horrendous accident; one's in ICU, the other two have died. A friend of the family who's also a teacher at her school lost her only son in an IED event in Iraq. It's been an empathy drain, especially for my wife & daughter.
It kind of hit me the other night and this entry's the result.
Here's hoping the gloom's gone.
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