A Wonderment

"I like that word...'VISION'."
-Bagdad Cafe, 1988

Twenty-five years ago today

November 4, 1985
Monday

Life does go on.  And yet, when I think about it, Life is a cycle.  Old friends and events tend to come back into your life over time.  George Jones, for example, turned up out-of-the-blue.  He never called me on Friday (as promised) but I did call on him today.  We may meet up this coming Thursday to catch up on old times, etcetera.  It’ll be nice to see him again (in a way).  I feel it’s important to think about all of the good times we had and NOT the hardships we encountered.

I am on this silly service committee at work.  It’s getting to be a nuisance.  I ought to resign.

I shared my break time with Margaret Lai.  I went by my lonesome at lunch time to WENDY’s and ate outside, people watching.  It was a regular day of sorts.  I really have fun watching the passers-by.

By day’s end I was happy the traffic was light.  I telephoned George Jones at 4PM and we made a tentative date for this Thursday.  I was willing to drive to San Jose but he opted for a meeting in The City.  We may end up changing the meeting place.
George said, “I’ll call you before Thursday to firm things up.”
I can’t help but be a little bit excited about it.  Although the last thing I want to do is jump the gun (so-to-speak).

I did make it to the gym tonight.  Buddy and Russ were there.  I spoke to them briefly about the usually ‘nothing’.  It really is nothing when we exchange a few words.  I keep forgetting to ask Russ if he found a place to live.  He probably already has done so.

I receive a belated card from Lorraine Garcia in my mailbox today.  It was late because she wrote the wrong zip code.

I had a pretty good work out even though I should have done aerobics before the weight training.  I’ll make up for it tonight.

I prepared myself a Lean Cuisine spaghetti dinner with garlic bread a la ‘hot dog buns’. Ha-ha. It was good. When you’re hungry after a work out any creative cooking is good.  Not long after my meal I went to bed because I wasn’t in the mood for the TV scene.

Leonard did not call today.  I didn’t expect him to call.  I thought I might see him at the gym tonight but I didn’t.  Alas, he shall return.  I know he finds me an interesting mystery (I believe).  I think he wonders about me.  I will keep myself that way for him: a wonderment.  Only time will tell with me as well.


I need to make myself draw out some plans for the next two years. The 1986 and 1987 years are only days away.  I truly need to plan more.  I need to focus on marketable returns on investment.  I don’t need to mention that happiness in my heart is also a necessary focus.

"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.   Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden itself."-Oscar Wilde
"The Picture of Dorian Gray"