Starting the Day
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, perhaps this is no different. I just need to know what I’m doing. I’m trying to stay calm, but I’m way too
worried about it. I feel the need to get
away, I wanted to stay on the gold line and head to Azusa. Or go to union station and weigh my
options. Maybe meet someone there doing
the same thing. Perhaps our day will end
tomorrow morning, wondering around my neighborhood at 5 o clock in the morning. Just minus the suspenders.
Don’t get the wrong idea. I love my wife and I would never
leave her. Sometimes though, it’s nice
to get to know someone new and interesting.
Making a new friend is always fun I would think. Or perhaps just hanging out with old ones…..
Yeah, time for me to go out more.
Thanks for listening.
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