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k_sereinroomThe air conditioner has been kicking on everyday since I turned it on last week, due to the greenhouse effect in my apartment. The temperatures have been in the 70s and up to 80 a couple of days. Today is overcast and cooler. I am grateful for every day we aren’t having high winds.
There’s a huge 5-day music festival here, starting today, with over 500 local, national, and international bands. I looked through the lineup, and recognize only six of the band names, and that’s just from glancing at the names somewhere.
Everything is so expensive; I don’t understand how these young people and musicians manage to visit. The wristbands for the paid events are all sold out. I remember hitchhiking to concerts around the central US in the mid-seventies. Sleeping on people’s floors. We were good, young people and believed most others were too. Whatever other angers and resentments I might feel towards my guardian angels, they did an excellent job getting me through all that with only a few, minor scares.
The worst of those was the possibility of freezing to death in the Iowa countryside after a snowstorm on a Sunday morning, with almost no traffic on the road except for a few churchgoers. My crises handling experience kicked in, and I became very calm when I felt how truly terrified the girl I was hitchhiking with had become. There were six of us, and we’d split up into groups of two. We all made it home. She became a doctor, and no doubt went on to a life of service to humanity.
With my hyper-vigilance, I notice when someone whose been around is missing, even if we’ve never spoken or made eye contact. Even online. I’ve only been making entries here for about five months, and was consistent in the beginning, but have been distracted and somehow haven’t been here for about a week now. That happens. Also, I’ve become weary of the internet for the most part. More and more internet stuff has to be filtered out, which is work.
The world events have been having a serious effect on my health, and it’s my responsibility to turn away from the news.
Anyway, with the pleasant weather, and being retired, I want to sit outdoors and enjoy some people watching. It’s wonderful that people are celebrating the gifts of having a human life.
There’s a huge 5-day music festival here, starting today, with over 500 local, national, and international bands. I looked through the lineup, and recognize only six of the band names, and that’s just from glancing at the names somewhere.
Everything is so expensive; I don’t understand how these young people and musicians manage to visit. The wristbands for the paid events are all sold out. I remember hitchhiking to concerts around the central US in the mid-seventies. Sleeping on people’s floors. We were good, young people and believed most others were too. Whatever other angers and resentments I might feel towards my guardian angels, they did an excellent job getting me through all that with only a few, minor scares.
The worst of those was the possibility of freezing to death in the Iowa countryside after a snowstorm on a Sunday morning, with almost no traffic on the road except for a few churchgoers. My crises handling experience kicked in, and I became very calm when I felt how truly terrified the girl I was hitchhiking with had become. There were six of us, and we’d split up into groups of two. We all made it home. She became a doctor, and no doubt went on to a life of service to humanity.
With my hyper-vigilance, I notice when someone whose been around is missing, even if we’ve never spoken or made eye contact. Even online. I’ve only been making entries here for about five months, and was consistent in the beginning, but have been distracted and somehow haven’t been here for about a week now. That happens. Also, I’ve become weary of the internet for the most part. More and more internet stuff has to be filtered out, which is work.
The world events have been having a serious effect on my health, and it’s my responsibility to turn away from the news.
Anyway, with the pleasant weather, and being retired, I want to sit outdoors and enjoy some people watching. It’s wonderful that people are celebrating the gifts of having a human life.
