Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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Friday afternoon rainy Christmas coming reverie

All day Thursday and most of Friday involved a bit of pre-Christmas work flurry. Thursday night my wife and I went to Bonefish Grill for a little pre-Christmas dinner out. We opened our gifts for each other that evening. I try to ask for fewer material things and more experiences these days. It's not that I eschew the material. It's that I try to revel in experiential gifts--a trip, an evening event or the like.

Friday I finished by 3:45 p.m. with my work. But I did not follow my usual plan of taking an outdoors walk on the first day off of the holiday. The rain fell and the weather was just a goodish bit above freezing. My wife had already headed north yesterday. I head north tomorrow. It will be colder there but the warmth of family will sustain me.

I looked up some of the poetry journals in which I have been published, to find some had disappeared and others been archived. The pen is mightier than the sword, and hence far more powerful than the pixel.

I shared with Vuzhmusic via Twitter my daydream of taking a vacation in which one sets out from home and drives roughly 2 hours more or less in one direction for four days or so, and then drives a similar but different trail back home for three. I like the idea of short drives and how small changes in place can be big changes, really.

I addressed some donation letters and watched some television. I found one of my songs in a filing at the copyright office about a compulsory license, so I wrote to the licensee. I ate two chicken breasts when one would have been plenty. I petted my dog. I read about Italians who settled in Texas.

I love the Friday before a Monday Christmas.




from Dreamwidth, because two posts of the same text are twice as nice
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