Well fortune favors the foolish.
I have finally found employment after such a long dry spell. And it is in a field I actually wanted to work in - security. So no thanks to the current Ohio government that wants to put everyone out of work and in the poor house, I have prevailed amidst squalor and dishevel.
Now, if only I could find a woman who was even remotely interested in me. But I guess that will have to wait, and so can I. After the string of psycho-women who have plagued my life, I could stand the interlude.
Also working with a friend of mine on a play that will be produced this fall in Michigan, so I anxiously await the script so that I can write the music. If all goes according to plan, I will most likely do it up much bigger than it needs to be, but it is always easier to have too much rather than not enough. Unlike Mozart, I can cut parts out of my music . . .
Did I actually go through all of February without a blog? It was a tough month. A lot of stress that induced some anxiety episodes, and an increase in my blood pressure prompted me to find some form of relief and escape from the horrors of our modern world, so I was occupied doing things that kept me away from the deliverer of bad news, namely, the internet.
As my life begins to find its way back onto terra firma, I suppose my recently sequestered loquaciousness will once again bejewel this somewhat neglected proscenium. Neglected by me anyways. Don't think it's a comeback - those can only follow a fall, and I didn't fall. Maybe stumbled. Maybe got locked in the broom closet . . .
But anyhow, life now continues. Spring is about to arrive, and it's about time. I love winter and snow I really do, but what with all the terror of the economy this winter laid upon my brow, I am glad to shed the lugubrious veil of unrepentant solitude for the verdant abundance of an awakening world. I hope that awakening may extend to all, include the feebleminded jesters who play at importance in our capitol, and find the way out of this impenetrable morass of misguided hauteur that has nearly brought our government to a standstill.
But this missive is not intended to be a political rant.
Spring comes, let us dance and sing, and rejoice for life is renewed. Come summer sun, and thaw again the frozen dormitories of my life, and let me play in that grass and run amongst the wild things once more.
I have finally found employment after such a long dry spell. And it is in a field I actually wanted to work in - security. So no thanks to the current Ohio government that wants to put everyone out of work and in the poor house, I have prevailed amidst squalor and dishevel.
Now, if only I could find a woman who was even remotely interested in me. But I guess that will have to wait, and so can I. After the string of psycho-women who have plagued my life, I could stand the interlude.
Also working with a friend of mine on a play that will be produced this fall in Michigan, so I anxiously await the script so that I can write the music. If all goes according to plan, I will most likely do it up much bigger than it needs to be, but it is always easier to have too much rather than not enough. Unlike Mozart, I can cut parts out of my music . . .
Did I actually go through all of February without a blog? It was a tough month. A lot of stress that induced some anxiety episodes, and an increase in my blood pressure prompted me to find some form of relief and escape from the horrors of our modern world, so I was occupied doing things that kept me away from the deliverer of bad news, namely, the internet.
As my life begins to find its way back onto terra firma, I suppose my recently sequestered loquaciousness will once again bejewel this somewhat neglected proscenium. Neglected by me anyways. Don't think it's a comeback - those can only follow a fall, and I didn't fall. Maybe stumbled. Maybe got locked in the broom closet . . .
But anyhow, life now continues. Spring is about to arrive, and it's about time. I love winter and snow I really do, but what with all the terror of the economy this winter laid upon my brow, I am glad to shed the lugubrious veil of unrepentant solitude for the verdant abundance of an awakening world. I hope that awakening may extend to all, include the feebleminded jesters who play at importance in our capitol, and find the way out of this impenetrable morass of misguided hauteur that has nearly brought our government to a standstill.
But this missive is not intended to be a political rant.
Spring comes, let us dance and sing, and rejoice for life is renewed. Come summer sun, and thaw again the frozen dormitories of my life, and let me play in that grass and run amongst the wild things once more.
cynicus:
I am glad to have replied. It was happenstance that I saw your blog, so serendipity led me to answer. I suppose there is some relish in that . . . but what happy steps brought me here lead me on. I hope your project goes well.