Waiting for Insight

OK in the last ten days I've motored 1500 miles, checked out the Atlantic, walked New York City when it's over 100, and flown West and checked out the Pacific.  Confronted stacks of paper, dealt with a few, ignored many, and embarked on the usual resolutions.  Done the right things, done some things I'm not sure are right, opened doors, closed none.   In other words, vacation, of a kind, with a bunch of work mixed in, and a few moments, a few new hopes.

Great barreling insight doesn't come with this, whether asked peacefully or frantically... do we ever really change?  Only when we pull ourselves by the scruff of the neck, and is that a change, or did it always take scruff-pulling, and that's no change.

Life just opens up, day by day, and closes down, day by day.  A guy I liked, a banker, my age, fought cancer as I did, but yesterday he lost.  Or, the last day and threshold came to him sooner than to me, which you can treat as a loss or not.  Goodbye Bob.  Hello San Diego, today, and hello to the rest of my days.