It was not so bad being stuck inside at the coffee shop this morning as I was lucky enough to score a comfy chair right by the front window. I wrote this blog entry pecking away on my phone's keyboard while cradled in the overstuffed delight.
A beautiful young woman just walked into the establishment and paused ever so slightly int front of me smiling in my direction. Tall and impeccably dressed, she carried a designer bag and wore stiletto heeled leather boots. She got her coffee and sat down directly across from me but behind a sign offering "handpicked" music from iTunes. Her curly brown hair featured blond highlights and was pulled back loosely. Her smile came easily and she carried herself with confidence. She would occasionally peer around the obstruction looking in my direction. Suddenly, a gentlemen walked through the door and she quickly stood up and appeared to introduce herself to him but it quickly became apparent that she was waiting for someone and it was not him. "So that was the reason for her interest in me" I thought to myself. Oh well... I still enjoyed the attention even if it was only for a moment.
I had another highly productive weekend. Saturday I managed physical fitness testing and fund raising for the cadets. B's race was cancelled so I was able to spend the full day with them. Sunday I finally sat down with D and we put all the bills into a spreadsheet and began building out a budget. Sunday night we went over to a friends house to watch the Patriots game.
I follow another blog written by a gentlemen that struggles with depression and schizophrenia. He has suffered and endured extreme hardship as a result of his illness and it causes me to consider how inconsequential my emotional challenges are. I can say this easily now because I am not experiencing a severe depression. I have been lucky to enjoy a pretty good mood for the past couple of weeks. I still spend more time then I should in Clickerville but I am at the point where I would like to be doing something else. I actually picked up my guitar for a few minutes yesterday. Hopefully, I will avoid a painful depression for the foreseeable future.
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