tribulations and a trial that follows
I had one of those early evenings that you wish was a dream, but know the trials and tribulations set on my life path, self imposed, are something to take serious notice, correct the internal conflict and move forward without, hopefully, duplicating anything remotely similar to what now is the past, but continues to haunt my hear and now.
My mind has been preoccupied with thought the last couple of days. I have gotten some slumber, but find myself more interested in smoking cigarettes and watching the moon than lying down and resting, my body craving the rest, my mind telling my body and spirit otherwise.
The heat finally hit Texas this week and the adjustment has been as it always is, painfully slow and thus my routine for dog walking has taken a twist before me, my stamina being challenged as well as my mental fortitude, to complete that which I enjoy as the sun beats down across my shoulder blades.
I found myself preparing for 'the walk' while doing three other tasks, not by choice, but by being asked and the overload was apparent when I left with my cell phone and did not return with it, not realizing the major mistake I had committed until I was less than five minutes away from home, sweat dripping from the pores, my body exhausted from fighting the wind and all the fury she lay in our direction.
Upon noticing my error, I backtracked, cutting only one corner as the possibility of finding the phone demanded my full attention or as much as I could give it considering my physical state and the sweat that dripped down my forehead like that in a steady downpour had mt energy shifting in many directions more.
Finally, I could go no further and I saw my exhaustion and that on the faces of the dogsas well so I returned home, empty handed, defeated and thinking about how I needed to file my insurance claim as I am covered under my cell phone plan.
Upon entering, my mother tells me my phone is sitting upon the footstool, an air conditioning man using one my code words under contacts to call the house, speak to my mother and drop off the phone less than five minutes from where the journey originally began...
No name, no address, I knew that a guardian angel was watching my material possessions. Me, feeling a sense of complete exhilaration but also feeling defeat, I knew the scenario was sending me a message worth analysis over and over to the point that slumber became secondary, my lesson learned primary and more than just an honest mistake, but a warning of the lack of attention I am giving myself, the overload causing lapses in concentration, focus and diligence as I think some more, silently, but not alone in my head...
My mind has been preoccupied with thought the last couple of days. I have gotten some slumber, but find myself more interested in smoking cigarettes and watching the moon than lying down and resting, my body craving the rest, my mind telling my body and spirit otherwise.
The heat finally hit Texas this week and the adjustment has been as it always is, painfully slow and thus my routine for dog walking has taken a twist before me, my stamina being challenged as well as my mental fortitude, to complete that which I enjoy as the sun beats down across my shoulder blades.
I found myself preparing for 'the walk' while doing three other tasks, not by choice, but by being asked and the overload was apparent when I left with my cell phone and did not return with it, not realizing the major mistake I had committed until I was less than five minutes away from home, sweat dripping from the pores, my body exhausted from fighting the wind and all the fury she lay in our direction.
Upon noticing my error, I backtracked, cutting only one corner as the possibility of finding the phone demanded my full attention or as much as I could give it considering my physical state and the sweat that dripped down my forehead like that in a steady downpour had mt energy shifting in many directions more.
Finally, I could go no further and I saw my exhaustion and that on the faces of the dogsas well so I returned home, empty handed, defeated and thinking about how I needed to file my insurance claim as I am covered under my cell phone plan.
Upon entering, my mother tells me my phone is sitting upon the footstool, an air conditioning man using one my code words under contacts to call the house, speak to my mother and drop off the phone less than five minutes from where the journey originally began...
No name, no address, I knew that a guardian angel was watching my material possessions. Me, feeling a sense of complete exhilaration but also feeling defeat, I knew the scenario was sending me a message worth analysis over and over to the point that slumber became secondary, my lesson learned primary and more than just an honest mistake, but a warning of the lack of attention I am giving myself, the overload causing lapses in concentration, focus and diligence as I think some more, silently, but not alone in my head...
posted by the warrior at 2:14 AM
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