Wow, I am proud of myself, I actually woke up early enough to do something with my life today. I have found myself in this “drone” stage. I just can’t seem to pull together a lot of energy to do much of anything useful. I was watching the age of love last night, which I know is bad TV but I still couldn’t help myself. Anyway I was looking at Mark Phillipusus (or however you spell his name) and thinking about how far he had made it by the age of 30. Then I was looking at myself, and wondering what exactly happened. I guess in my mind I would have figured I had done something more profound by this time but I guess this is life. TV is depressing, it makes you think the whole world is this fairy tale place, and we are all just riding on the coat-tails. I think this is why I like movies that show us how it is. Life is in reality a struggle for most if not many. Those of us who have time to sit around in coffee shops and blog are a small component of the real world.
I have been listening to Anderson Coopers book about his journeys oversees. It makes you think about how good we truly do have it. I am in the last chapter and he is talking about Hurricane Katrina, it is America’s third world experience I believe. But all Katrina’s’ waters did was wash away the fog that hid this already present reality. Exposed it. Made it real. Most Americans are in denial that there truly is extreme poverty in this country, having to see it was a rude awakening for all. Of course Wendy and I were in Spain at the time, I never really connected with the event, not in the way most who watched it on the nightly news did. But we are all just waiting for the next disaster, the next bridge to collapse, so we can be temporary voyeurs. Or maybe it is a reminder of life’s chance, of how fragile each and every minute is; maybe it is this that intrigues us?
Anyway, it is supposed to be nice today. I want to take a bike ride to this place called Waddell Creek, it is off highway 1. There is supposed to be a waterfall at the end, I am excited. I had the stomach flu all day yesterday and was in bed for about 24 hours, I feel like a new man today. Tonight there is a free concert in the park, and I am supposed to go to the Obama Meet up… I need to make sure I go; I have been lazy when it comes to these events. So there is my blog for the day. I am sitting in Lulus, my favorite internet coffee shop, taking in some coffee, enjoying the sights and sounds. Until next time!
Duke says
Well, I’m sitting at Duke’s answering my son’s blog. Have a lunch meeting with my partner in writing, Sue Edmonson. I have 34,000 words written in my novel about a boy whose father goes to Iraq. I’m 65 and still wondering why I haven’t made my mark and then realize I have through my children. I know this when I read Stephen’s blogs.