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Month: December 2016

Improvement on many Levels

With the year winding down I took a (short) stroll down (play)blog memory lane to see what I’ve been compelled to write about, and I found the pursuit of happiness has been the year’s theme. That mind-bending effort began in January, followed by body-bending a millimeter at a time in March. Improvements have been slow but steady for both and seem more sustainable because of the gradual pacing. In hindsight I should have added weight-loss to the mix, but as the Meat sang, “two out of three ain’t bad.”

Looking back, 2016 has been a year of overcoming disappointments, welcoming opportunities, and continuously working on improving at this thing called life. I’m happy with the progress and will just keep swimming.

Peace, Love and Death

Yesterday was as relaxing a day as I’ve had in a long time. Not an email was stirring, that needed my mouse. The children were also tucked away for the day with a relation, and I was free to do whatever I wanted. So naturally I went to the liquor store. Well wait. I went there to buy wine to bring to a friend’s house and a nice port to bring to a Christmas party today, although I may audible at the line of scrimmage into a nice Chardonnay.

Anyway, the relaxation was assisted by a quiet morning sit (look it up), some yoga for my old back and hips, and a trip to the gym where the Black Card I got to take Kyle with me also entitles a “massage chair” which is better than a not massage chair.

I’m jumping around, but as I was reminded in “Arrival,” time is relative. That’s a fine film by the way with a cool twist on time and the old cinematic technique of the flashback. That’s all I’m going to say, but one exchange that is sticking with me is:

Dr. Louise Banks (Amy Adams): “If you could see your life from start to finish, would you change things?”
Ian Donnelly (Jeremy Renner): “Maybe I would say what I felt more often. I don’t know.”

Going back in time, morning shower time had a Band of Horses mix from Spotify as a soundtrack, including The Funeral. Shortly after the music died down and I was ready to go out, I received an email from an old friend titled “mom.” That’s all I needed to read to understand the sadness inside.

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