I was in far too much ache last night when I arrived home after running for twelve hours to do much other than take a Flexeril and a melatonin and crawl into bed at fifteen minutes past midnight. I can't really say that I was in pain because when you live with chronic pain you become very selective in your classification criteria. In my world, pain is acute. Anything less than acute pain is an ache.
I slept in until somewhere around 11am. I planned on going in to work this morning to catch up on some paperwork that other people have neglected to do. I think I'll settle with going in around 4pm and working until 11pm. Seven hours on a holiday is more than enough. And, what I can't fix in three hours, the people who screwed up in the first place and fix. I'll hit the floor at 7pm and work until 11pm, and then call it a day.
In this age of media spin and sound-bites, the blurb/slogan/catch phrase has become king. Our attention spans have become so shortened as to be no longer than your four minute music video, it would seem. A well-phrased adage has always captured a degree of attention, but to live in a society where media jargon and slogan readily become the vernacular is frightening to a degree. Hollow, flippant, and stereotyped replies have taken the place of real conversation and of real thought.
The conversation is what I miss most when I don't get to see Mr. SoWhoIsHe. How can you develop a relationship with someone without conversation? Real conversation, not some programmed, dogmatic recitation. He challenges my intellect. While he is handsome and charming with a sublime sense of humor, it is his capacity for intelligent, logical, and pointed thought that garners my attention.
My friends are my friends because of their insight and intellect. We do not agree on many issues. We do not have to agree or attempt to "convert" each other to our own particular view on a subject. In some ways, it is those differences that cement the friendship into what it is.
Truth in advertising? Never. Truth in government? Desirable but unlikely. Truth in relationship? Required. Truth in the soul? Nirvana.
Monday, September 3, 2007
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