The Day To Day

                I spend the last hour and a half on my phone.  Playing a game.  I should be working on something, but I didn’t.  My mind didn’t really wonder or worry, just played my game, and tried not to fall asleep.  Tried to look at different articles on yahoo.com.  All bad news and how good celebrities look in their bikinis.  Perhaps that’s all celebrities are good for now and days.  Although I did read an article of a black woman explaining what white privilege is.  I thought it was pretty interesting.  .  I’m getting a little frustrated with my keyboard.  The “S” key keeps getting stuck.  I’m also listening to a track called budding trees by Nahko and Medicine for the People.  It wasn’t a bad track.  Now someone called the Avett Brothers are on.  I don’t know who they are.               ...

                I ran a little late today.  Well ok, not really late.  The time I’m supposed to start is 7:00am and I made that time.  I always think if I’m not here by 6:30ish, I’m late.  It was hard for me to wake up today.  My alarm went off at 4:30am and I got up at 5am.  No big deal I guess.  I made it, and I haven’t done a thing at work yet.  Not a good thing, but to be completely honest, there isn’t much for me to do at the moment.  I know I should enjoy it while I can because this looks like a very busy job.  In a way though, I can’t wait to be more productive.  There is a certain kind of satisfaction when you have a good day of work then a day with nothing to show for it.  Feeling productive is a feeling we take for granted.  I try not to, but sooner or later, I might again.                ...

I’m here at my keyboard.  The day is still coming alive.  The streets are empty and the sky hasn’t turned blue yet, but there is light, and it’s only going to get brighter and warmer.  I’m in my cubicle, it took me 20 minutes to get here from the gold line.  My thoughts moved so fast that I didn’t even know they were there.  On my way to the gold line, I saw this young couple, walking around my neighborhood.  The gentleman was wearing a white dress shirt, black slacks and suspenders.  He stuck out a little.  The girl was in a nice skirt and blouse, it seemed like they were ending their date.  I envied them for no particular reason other than I rather be walking around my neighborhood, ending a date.  Can’t think about such things.  I’m in my cubicle wondering why it’s so warm in here.  I have work to do.  I feel like I’m really behind, but I have no real clue.  I felt like this when I first started my last job, pe...