As the waxing moon cast rational light on the waning consciousness of the world I began to ponder the upcoming days and weeks. The calendar told me not just what was coming up, but also what had been. I had asked several days off of my job at Giant during the past few months. There was a problem. I could not remember why. If there are days that are passing with little to mark them by then there is little reason to distinguish between the waking world and a sloth's slumber. However, I have plans and things that I deem noteworthy, even if I am the only one to notice. Plans cause occasions; occasions make memories.
These posts may read with little more than the idle musings of a dreamer dripping with cotton candy fluff and thought clouds with artificial language of unnatural blues and pinks. They may at times seem little more than a daily log with wooden sentences carved from splinters of memories of things I saw. Perhaps it will hover somewhere between: the real couched in the comfy language of lofty dreams.
I did something today. I went to work. It may not seem like much. God has enabled me to do that. And for that I am grateful. I did something else today. I started this. Maybe it is a false dawn that will be exposed as a shadow to the full light of day. Or maybe the day is filled with as many dreams as the night. After all, it is the moon that is solid, concrete, and rational. It is the sun that sparks the imagination and kindles new hope and promise.
It happened and it is worth remembering.
What I did:
- Worked at Giant.
- Talked about childhood education with a friend. Looking to develop a learning method for children to become more acquainted with Christian teachings.
- Finished The Litigators by John Grisham.
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