Just about every corner of this town, I’ve turned
Looking under every stone, I’ve found all things
Going out far from this place, I’ve loved, I’ve dreamed
and life goes on…

And if the well should run dry
I’ll pack my things and leave
If eternity should die
I’ll know what to believe
If pebbles should fly
They’ll do it in my wake
If I should wonder why
Then how much can I take
from here?

Should I lie fallow now, death describes me
Letting my root wither, thunder shakes the tree
All truth found tough to swallow, I’m choking on the bone
and so my search reaches on…

Should my friends keep me here, shall I be bored to tears?
Resting in the corner, silencing the virtue of all those years
I set my foot down for the liquid ground beyond
and the walk marches on…

And if my hope should run out
I know my friends are with me there
If the suffocation is too great
I can breathe in the air
If the stars should blur the night
We’ll watch them where we are
If the heaven we find is right
We’ll know that it is far
from here!

(September, 1996)

Had an issue with the heater in my apartment. I get home from being out Saturday night to find the heater running. It’s colder than I wanted, so I turned up the thermostat. Well, a half-hour later, the temp is still the same. Put my hand up to the vent and it’s blowing unheated air. Huh! So, I turned it off and tried to bundle up for a cold night of sleep. Contacted the landlady the next day; she said she’d call the heater tech to come out, and if he couldn’t, she’d get me a portable heater. Of course, he didn’t come out on Sunday (because she’d have to pay him weekend rates), so she shows up with a heater. Thanks a million.

The tech dropped by Monday to take a look, and came by this morning with a rebuilt heater core. I finally have heat again. Luckily for me, the past two days have been warmer than usual (ironic, considering it’s officially “winter” now), so I’ve not really needed a heater. But the next three days, while my mother’s visiting, are predicted to be chilly.

Not sure what we’ll do while she’s here. Sitting at the coffeeshop is prescribed, of course, as is driving around to see the sights. I want to take her out to see “Avatar” in 3D, but I’m not sure what showing or venue we’ll attend. I’m sure any place will be fine. I also want to go see the city’s Trail of Lights; I know it’s been heavily scaled back this year due to budgetary constraints, but we can actually drive to the park and park there, and now that she’s more ambulatory than last time, she might get more enjoyment out of it. I’m thinking that’s an xmas day thing.

So what’s on the menu for xmas dinner? Pot roast, of course! We’ll be doing it up right with an oven and all the trimmings. I guarantee there’ll be leftovers; I’m feeling full already.

Getting back into the swing of things, and I am dragging so much ass. I know I got some sleep last night, but the sleep was poor. All day I’ve been fighting the urge to take a nap. That’s no good. This should be like kindergarten where we’re guaranteed at least a 15-minute nap after recess. Didn’t get much good sleep this weekend, what with the couch and the pets and the TV on. It’s like camping but in reverse.

Spent all of my time with my family. Didn’t do much sightseeing (as is my habit when visiting, just to see what’s changed), and I visited none of my friends. So I had a lotta quality time. I do feel guilty for not at least calling up my old guard and seeing how they’re doing, but it’s been 9 years since we’ve hung out on a regular basis. Friendship is proximity. I feel pretty safe saying that because none of my old friends bother to read this anymore. Yep.

So anyway, yeah, the swing of things. Had to clean my bathroom when I got home; had the tub refinished just before I left, and the room was a wreck. The new finish certainly is glossy, but it ain’t great. Kind of a slop job, if you ask me. And then work today, which is a whole paradigm shift from my weekend, and then trying to stay awake on top of all that. :sigh:

Maybe this coffee will help.