Day 268 of 365: Bright shiny objects
There is a stage in exhaustion that for lack of better understanding, or reasoning for that matter, seems to always get the better of me when I least expect or desire it. And I stand here feeling rather confident that most if not all of you out there have experienced this seemingly frustrating phenomenon at least once or nearly everyday of your lives yourself. It’s the moment that immediately precedes what was apparently a missed opportunity. The moment after the ole sandman had come a knocking, and you failed to answer the door.
At that moment it seems the mind for no reason at all, despite lethargic aspirations of exhaustion, and would be torpidity, suddenly explodes with a gale force of thought. Everything suddenly becomes unusually vibrant, and interesting. And for a moment it seems as though tired has simply…gone away. A second wind perhaps. A third, a forth? Last night, after what has been a rather long and frantic week, I think I finally reached that stage.
When I’d finally gotten settled in for the evening, taking pictures was not high on my to do list. Come to think of it. It was not on the list at all. I didn’t have a shot for the day, and I didn’t care. The schedule for my closing day activities had been stripped bare of anything that did not seem at least hygienically necessary. Shower, food, bed. In that order. By the time I was finished with my shower, I must have reached my mark. The bed seemed inviting, but for some reason other things were drawing my attention. Suddenly I was worrying about issues revolving around the work places, that really weren’t issues at all. At least not ones important enough that they couldn’t wait until the fallowing morning. An hour passed, and I was still awake.
Wander around the house. Poke around in the refrigerator. Nothing looks good. Peek out the humans on display living room window, and soak in the view of a fresh layer of snow settling in on the land. Another half hour wasted. Grind a few gears about the this and that at work. Peek out the window again. Wonder about emails. Remember we have not shot a single picture today. Remember we don’t care. Remember we’ve been concerned about an particular email for the past couple of days. Stumble off to the computer, to check email.
Down into the dungeon, and settling before the mighty puter desk my eyes almost immediately fall onto the lap top. Sitting idle and to the side, I remind myself that I should be in bed. Then I remember that the lap top has been giving me fit’s the past few days. It’s an older model, and I think my latest project has overwhelmed it. I consider taking another stab at fixing the problem. Then I remember the email. The project can wait, as can the lap top. At least for now. There is still that thing at work eating at me.
Wake up the desk top, and search for the little email icon through the dry blurry haze of contact covered eyes. The images seem unusually interesting. Maybe I should try to shoot them? Maybe I should go to bed. I still need a picture of the day. I don’t care….I can’t remember what it was I was planning to do.
Sluggish, I drop my head and scan the desk top. Then something catches my eye. Something that I’m quite certain any other day, I never in a hundred chances would have ever noticed. I crack a grin upon making my observation and pick up the object to get a closer look.
“What the…..?…..Alcoa?
For some reason, at that moment. It seemed the discovery of this plastic water bottle lid, and the logo that adorned it, which up until that moment I’d only seen boasted upon the wheels of countless big rigs, seemed the perfect combination of not only taking my one and only shot for the day, it all so seemed to be the vice I needed to finally turn my mind off.
After I took the photo, I walked way from the computer, the camera, the pesky lap top and unfinished project. The freshly falling snow, the email, the worries I had about work, and the day as a whole. I walked away and I went to bed...
...Damn I wish I'd remembered to eat dinner.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QgJmtZkgfQo
Thursday, January 22nd. 2009
Day 268 of 365: Bright shiny objects
There is a stage in exhaustion that for lack of better understanding, or reasoning for that matter, seems to always get the better of me when I least expect or desire it. And I stand here feeling rather confident that most if not all of you out there have experienced this seemingly frustrating phenomenon at least once or nearly everyday of your lives yourself. It’s the moment that immediately precedes what was apparently a missed opportunity. The moment after the ole sandman had come a knocking, and you failed to answer the door.
At that moment it seems the mind for no reason at all, despite lethargic aspirations of exhaustion, and would be torpidity, suddenly explodes with a gale force of thought. Everything suddenly becomes unusually vibrant, and interesting. And for a moment it seems as though tired has simply…gone away. A second wind perhaps. A third, a forth? Last night, after what has been a rather long and frantic week, I think I finally reached that stage.
When I’d finally gotten settled in for the evening, taking pictures was not high on my to do list. Come to think of it. It was not on the list at all. I didn’t have a shot for the day, and I didn’t care. The schedule for my closing day activities had been stripped bare of anything that did not seem at least hygienically necessary. Shower, food, bed. In that order. By the time I was finished with my shower, I must have reached my mark. The bed seemed inviting, but for some reason other things were drawing my attention. Suddenly I was worrying about issues revolving around the work places, that really weren’t issues at all. At least not ones important enough that they couldn’t wait until the fallowing morning. An hour passed, and I was still awake.
Wander around the house. Poke around in the refrigerator. Nothing looks good. Peek out the humans on display living room window, and soak in the view of a fresh layer of snow settling in on the land. Another half hour wasted. Grind a few gears about the this and that at work. Peek out the window again. Wonder about emails. Remember we have not shot a single picture today. Remember we don’t care. Remember we’ve been concerned about an particular email for the past couple of days. Stumble off to the computer, to check email.
Down into the dungeon, and settling before the mighty puter desk my eyes almost immediately fall onto the lap top. Sitting idle and to the side, I remind myself that I should be in bed. Then I remember that the lap top has been giving me fit’s the past few days. It’s an older model, and I think my latest project has overwhelmed it. I consider taking another stab at fixing the problem. Then I remember the email. The project can wait, as can the lap top. At least for now. There is still that thing at work eating at me.
Wake up the desk top, and search for the little email icon through the dry blurry haze of contact covered eyes. The images seem unusually interesting. Maybe I should try to shoot them? Maybe I should go to bed. I still need a picture of the day. I don’t care….I can’t remember what it was I was planning to do.
Sluggish, I drop my head and scan the desk top. Then something catches my eye. Something that I’m quite certain any other day, I never in a hundred chances would have ever noticed. I crack a grin upon making my observation and pick up the object to get a closer look.
“What the…..?…..Alcoa?
For some reason, at that moment. It seemed the discovery of this plastic water bottle lid, and the logo that adorned it, which up until that moment I’d only seen boasted upon the wheels of countless big rigs, seemed the perfect combination of not only taking my one and only shot for the day, it all so seemed to be the vice I needed to finally turn my mind off.
After I took the photo, I walked way from the computer, the camera, the pesky lap top and unfinished project. The freshly falling snow, the email, the worries I had about work, and the day as a whole. I walked away and I went to bed...
...Damn I wish I'd remembered to eat dinner.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QgJmtZkgfQo
Thursday, January 22nd. 2009