Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Christmas Now



I've left the factory for the rest of the year.  I couldn't face going in again without breaking apart, breaking down.  I sit here this morning making the adjustment.  Too many days of being an automaton leaves me off kilter.  I will have to learn how to be "me" again.

It begins with a day of cleaning.

My study is a mess of photo shit.  I will be playing host to my mother on Christmas Eve as she and Ili have planned their pajama party, so I must turn it into a habitat bedroom again.

I just want to walk with my camera in hand and get big balls for photographing people.

I guess I can't say "big balls" anymore.  Pictures, however, reveal I had them as a child.  I could post an example here if I had one readily at hand.

There is a reason they neuter dogs.

My pictures seem beautiful and meaningless to me.  Little droppings in and of time.  Bracketed.  Insignificant.  Monumental.

I am enamored with the foolishness of the past.  Funny thing, I read today that Trump is now more popular than Hillary even with his 35% approval rating.  Hillary gave us Trump.  Trump gave us #MeToo.  In a sense, Hillary won.

I have to go Christmas shopping now.  Amazon.  Must do it today in order to get things in time.  Inevitably, I will buy things for myself as well.  It is easier to buy for myself, of course.  Today begins my Christmas season.

2 comments:

  1. Why can't you say "big balls here?"

    Just don't say it in a work environment where a female (or potentially another male) co-worker may feel uncomfortable about the language.

    Sure it takes practice and loads of self-restraint but we can do it.

    :)

    I call my insignificant poems "dandruff of the brain" similar to "droppings." BTW I don't write anymore either. Except for here, at Q's place and sometimes on a forum.

    Merry First Day of Your Christmas, C.S. Make it a good one - the world is shit. We have to make our own little pockets of goodness now. And give to charity and work for justice. I'm exhausted from it all.

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  2. Oh, I do "it" every day. I understand the social code. Part of my job is to enforce it. I argue against it, too, of course, but that is a losing battle.

    I'll look for the picture :)

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