The Wheel has all but Stopped

My creative wheel has all but stopped turning.

Trying to go to sleep at 6 in the afternoon is for all practical purposes, ruining my life, body, and marriage.

Tiny Habbit

Early morning gut-ache,

trying to make a dollar.

Cat meowing for food,

out of tiny habbit.

Too early for her breakfast,

too early for mine.

Into the Sun

In the early,

as I drive into the sun.

Waking and dark,

thoughts of my day ahead.

In the late,

as I drive into the sun.

Tired and dark,

thoughts of the moon again.

Forget

I often forget that my phone is also my camera.

Avenue

Need to figure out how to fall asleep at 7pm today, preferably without the use of narcotics or alcohol.

Sheep counting or magic spells could be my only avenue out.

Cricket

Yesterday, I saw a cricket work its way across the warehouse floor.  It was the first time I had seen a cricket there.  I have seen about a hundred spiders the size of small catfish though, skittering around under the pallets.

I wished that little cricket good luck and went on about my business.

Batman

I can't help but compare my current life state to that of a young Bruce Wayne from the first entry in Christopher Nolan's The Dark Knight Trilogy.

Follow me if you will...

In the opening sequence of Batman Begins, Bruce Wayne has purposefully landed himself into a brute infested third world prison.  He has done so to engage in daily fights, foregoing his vast fortune to 'toughen' himself up.

I on a similar hand have given up a high paying job to move home and work in a warehouse.  I make substantially less money, am covered in cuts and bruises every night when I come home, and work alongside mostly undereducated rough and tumble type men.  Thoroughly enjoying it, I have been learning 'man skills,' and all around hardening my thin skinned scrawny lifestyle.

Yes, just like Batman.

Skills

I always tell people I learn new skills quickly.

In this case I've gotten quite proficient at doctoring up my mashed finger using only my other hand.

Captain Hook would be proud.

Upgrade

I have placed an order for an LED fishtank hood.  My aquatic friends get a modern upgrade, one without the unnatural heat output that their prior overdome provided.

Oops (graphic)

May have accidentally crushed my finger.

Nuked

I'm interested to see how my car trouble plays out.  I had it towed to the mechanic for fear of it overheating, which is difficult to judge on account of the temperature gauge not working.  The mechanic got ahold of me today and it didn't sound good.

The Mechanic:  "We drove it all over the place and couldnt get it to overheat."

Me:  "I had it towed there to not run the car, I just wanted you to check the heater core."

The Mechanic:  ".........oh.  I'll call you tomorrow..."

Either they nuked my engine or it wasn't ever broken.

Papa

Being back in town has been interestingly delightful.  Sunday mornings when my grandfather comes over to bullshit before he goes to church have been a fresh way for me to start those days.  His stories are, from a St. Clair's perspective, personal and comical.  Just the fact that he is going to church is a little funny in itself.  Hearing stories of my father and his siblings when they were children, or my grandmother cussing out a K-Mart checker, makes me realize that I have been 'away' for longer than I realized.

Yep, interestingly delightful.

Dark

Sometimes the only solution to a dark beer headache is even darker coffee.

Life Question

When an automobile starts dispensing water out from under the dash onto your passenger side floor mat, do you:

A) Touch it

B) Smell it

C) Taste it

D) Drink it

E) All of the above

My concrete maze

Sore hands,

sore back,

sore knees.

My concrete maze has given me these.

My concrete maze doesn't hold hands.

All things considered,

I do enjoy my time there.