Thursday, August 22, 2013

A Stretch

Yes, I rode to work today.

And . . .

The sunrise promised a warm day.

Some folk were wearing their hot weather gear. It did manage to get a couple of degrees Fahrenheit above our average, but it would be a stretch to call it "Hot" for August.

I didn't mind the warmth on my afternoon walk break. If it were really hot I suspect the heat rising and stirring up the humidity in the air would have been visible to the naked eye. Instead all the angles and texture of this "urbanscape" were clearly defined.

Personally the day started off difficult. There is a men's Bible study group meeting at the cafe on Thursday mornings. They have been slowly encroaching on the space I have occupied nearly daily for the last six years. This morning they had taken the table, "my table", and pulled it into their orbit. I can't say there were more of them today, they just pulled the table from the side I sit on rather than the other side. This simple act on their part threw me off totally and I just couldn't figure out how to sit somewhere else. I just left. I'm grateful I was riding. I know my "breakdown" would have been worse without the elongated ride to work. Still, it upset my whole cognitive map well into the afternoon. Oh well, being "special" is grand.

  • 76F/24C and some hazy clouds for the ride to work.
  • 89F/32C and a little bit more cloudy, but still lots of sunshine for the home ride.

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful sunset picture.

    It is unfortunate that the study group didn't think - hey there is a guy who sits at this table everyday, maybe we should grab a a different one. I guess people don't always have that spacial awareness and are oblivious to their surrounding sometimes without realizing their consequences to others by their seemingly harmless actions.

    I hope today is a better day.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Who knows. I think it was just a case of total lack of situational awareness. As an Episcopal priest I'm often dumbfounded by the self-centeredness of many Christian groups. More than a little ironic.

      Delete
  2. I wish you didn't have this struggle. Of course, it has made you see and live differently, but it's an anxiety that surely can be draining. I would never say "Oh well" to you, but it's how you cope.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. It is certainly a mixed bag I carry around. I'm grateful for who I've become because of the challenges and opportunities my "wild" brain has brought into my life. . .and not at all grateful for the awful moments and dark murkiness which goes with it as well. Funny you would pick up on the "Oh well." It seems to be a saying from the part of Michigan I'm from. There it seems to mean, "It is what it is." Apparently, it touches other places with people from other places. I assure you it comes from a place of active acceptance of a situation, rather than grudging resignation or depression.

      I, too, wish I didn't have the struggle, but I wouldn't wish away all the gifts that have come with it.

      Thanks Martha,
      ~Keith

      Delete